I Don’t Particularity Care For Thunder.

I know that it’s considered ‘poetic’ to sit outside during thunderstorms to contemplate life. It’s been a trait of many, many book characters- Allie from The Notebook being among my most recently discovered.

Call me stupid, but I find nothing poetic about thunder. The BOOM that overtakes my thoughts and shakes my house holds no special place in my heart. As a matter of fact, I would be quite happy indeed of I never had to deal with a thunderstorm again in my life.

I do tend to act a bit like a child whenever I hear the rumble of an approaching storm. I literally hide under my covers with a flashlight, a book, and a computer… As I am doing right now.

So, as I sit here in my dark solitude, Nicki Minaj blasting in my ears and a blog post forming in front of me, I can honestly say that right now, I am quite content.

If only this storm would pass…

Don’t take over the world without me.

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