Kyoo 50

Tornado sirens create what I think is one of the eeriest sounds. It's more than a sound. It's a feeling. You know what could be coming but you're hoping with every fiber of your being that it doesn't.

Actually, it's quite motivating. I don't think I've ever flown up the stairs to get my shoes as fast as I did when they started going off this past week and I was being commanded into the basement. I love thunder storms. BIG ones. I love the feeling in the air, listening to the rain, watching all havoc break loose on the trees. It's captivating.

The clean-up is a different story. But it's worth it to breathe in the air during and right after the storm. Like everything is clean and new again.

Sometimes the earth just needs a bath. Especially here where it's so humid.

I swam in the pool for the last time this summer. I was kind of sad and just kept swimming underwater trying to enjoy the weightless euphoria. Then I thought of all the kids that had peed in the water, the various animals that had died there, all the bugs that collect in the gutters, the dirt that gets blown in, and the chemicals.

I found it very easy to leave after that.

Have a great day :)