Storms

I love when it storms.
I love when the rain hits my skin, washing away the anxiety.
When the thunder cracks and the lightning illuminates the dark.
This is when I can relate to the weather the most.
When it comes to show that even the Earth has its moments…
Times when it needs to break down, and cry and kick and scream.
We all have a breaking point.
Everything does.
It’s all regression to the mean.
Nothing good stays good as nothing bad stays bad.
But storms also bring clarity.
They bring a new start when one is so desperately needed.
A break in the heat… in the drought.
What some people see as negative, other people see as positive.
It’s all mind set.
Life is a game, and we’re all playing.
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