Last night, two lightning storms: one within, and the other outside. Both of them were marvelous.
After dinner, after sunset, after a long, tiring week; and once & finally when the heavy rain began its cacophonous descent accompanied by a 90-minute lightning show, only then did I understand why I had been crying all day.
There are days that come and go …
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