I see color where others see grey
Yesterday was a shit day. It was plain terrible until the evening, when a severe thunderstorm rolled through.
Since I was a boy, I have been absolutely fascinated by severe weather. I chased tornadoes in my first car, I stayed up until 3 in the morning watching the lightning storms going through. The sheer power of the storms I grew up with captivated my entire being.
Last night, after a long day of severe anxiety and defeat and heightened emotions, I had the chance to watch the first severe weather system roll through the city of Denver where I live now. It was exactly like the storms I grew up with. I sat outside in the grass with an umbrella and a tub of ice cream in the middle of the storm, marveling at each strike of lightning.
Others were terrified, as lightning was striking within a block or two consistently, but I could not have been more relaxed.
Since I was a boy, I have been absolutely fascinated by severe weather. I chased tornadoes in my first car, I stayed up until 3 in the morning watching the lightning storms going through. The sheer power of the storms I grew up with captivated my entire being.
Last night, after a long day of severe anxiety and defeat and heightened emotions, I had the chance to watch the first severe weather system roll through the city of Denver where I live now. It was exactly like the storms I grew up with. I sat outside in the grass with an umbrella and a tub of ice cream in the middle of the storm, marveling at each strike of lightning.
Others were terrified, as lightning was striking within a block or two consistently, but I could not have been more relaxed.
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