It's 11:33pm and I'm sitting in my living room. I just rearranged my furniture so its even more comfortable than ever before. I love it. I have a cup of tea in one hand and my computer in my lap. I'm talking to great people on Gchat and watching life enriching videos online (how they created the digital process for "Benjamin Button" and College humor pranks, stuff Nietzsche would be doing). I start admiring cool apartments on apartmenttherapy.com (interior design, Jared's inner most favorite past time #373) and it hits. It hits like the not guilty verdict in the OJ trial.
LIGHTNING!!!
Oh man! I have been waiting for lightning since, well honestly since last year. But this is better. I don't know why, but its the sort of thing that just makes you think about sitting inside an old rickety log cabin by the ocean in a wet storm. Huddled near the pot belly stove, you listen to the symphony produced by the wind howling through the cracks in the wood facade in perfect harmony with the waves crashing as you wait for the kettle. The rain drops on the thatch roof switch personalities effortlessly between that of a Golden Retriever and a Pitbull. But throughout the downpour all your thinking of is that this rain must be bringing some amazing snow for the skiing later on.
OOOoooWEEeee
2 comments:
You really need to come out here during the summer thunder storms! I thought I had seen lightning, but it is crazy out here!
Lets go fly kites!
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