I know I shouldn't be standing by this window, but the lightning is so hypnotic. I press my ear against the glass, hold my breath, and listen. The wind starts to voice itself in a whisper, then it hisses aggressively. Then a frightening roar, completely out of the grey. Outside, the fences shake, trees bend, dogs are compassionately brought inside by their owners, and the force of the wind hitting my window makes me jump back and breathe again. My windows gradually become spotted until they're drenched with remnants of the last Texas summer storm. Outside it is a wet, grey blur. And thunder splits the sky. Lightning flashes like a well-trained paparazzi team that has just been let loose in the world's biggest camera store. Oh, the lights just went out! Yay! Nevermind, they're back on again. I love this weather! These Eeyore clouds don't make me feel gloomy at all. I love it. : )


But, I want to know...

Have you ever seen the rain?