4am

The sound was deafening and it was pouring. Flashes of white blinding light streaked across the sky that night. The sky roared like it was going to war with the land. Somehow, I was not taken aback or scared by it. I opened the window, looked up in the sky as a lightning bolt cracked the black pane of the night sky. As the thunder came booming, I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe.

The rain smells good.

thanks to You.