The Storms Roll In

There’s something about the anticipation of a storm; the heaviness of the air, the dark ominous clouds, the distant roll of thunder.  I watch with an eerie sense of calm as the lighting cuts through the clouds, illuminating the darkness with a bright swash of blue and pink…

Maybe it’s the ensuing chaos outside reflecting the sense of anxiety I have within that sets me at ease; sometimes, even Mother Nature has an attitude.

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2 Responses to “The Storms Roll In”

  1.   Dylan Says:
    March 27th, 2009 at 7:46 am

    What? You, anxiety? Say it isn’t so.

  2.   Aaron Says:
    March 31st, 2009 at 8:21 pm

    From one of my songs (“The Storm”):

    a storm blows outside and you go for a stroll
    everyone hides, but we’re right at home
    every thunderstrike, it leads me
    thousands of tears cold as the sea

    and I know why
    you have your eyes on the sky
    ’cause you’re born for the storm
    yeah, the thunder is raging inside
    and it’s almost time

    … I really do need to finish that one.