Thursday, November 10, 2005
weird
That, even as the clouds darken and begin to build and the winds die to nothing in that calm we would rather stand and wait for the storm to begin. We'll watch those black clouds climb towards the heavens, lightning lashing the ground in the distance and the rain pouring from the sky as if someone had emptied the oceans. Logic would dictate that one gets out of the way, but we'd rather watch nature display her fury as if we're skeptical that she'd unleash such a thing upon us.