I love thunderstorms. Especially when you're somewhere safe and dry and you can just listen to the steady sound of the big, heavy raindrops and wait with anticipation for the flash of light, counting till you hear and feel that deep, trembling rumble. I really love when the storm is right above you. It's like you become a part of it. The light and the grumbling voice seem to be so deeply connected to the depths of your soul.
Okay, it's early and I'm getting a little carried away with my romantic ideas of the weather. But I'm just enjoying listening to the rain.
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