BOOM!!!!!

There are sounds of thunder rumbling across my house, rippling down the fabric of my nervous system and translated into shivers down to my fingers and toes. when I was little I was scared of thunder, but now I love it.

Pure unbridled chaos, tearing holes in the atmosphere.

Don't worry everybody, this is the time of year that I cheer up.

This is the time of year that my posts get shorter because I am out experiencing life instead of finding worth in a box full of sentences.

Anyone who tries to get too close to me might find I am like this thunder, a menacing cacophony of sound and swirling emotions. If my lightning strikes you I am sorry, it is my nature. Not only my nature but the building up of so many drops of rain, waiting for the moment that I can finally release this lachrymal cloud. Sweet relief, I wonder if the clouds feel the same way?

There are moments where I feel like I can anthropomorphize everything, maybe this is a product of drugs. I am slowly becoming more unreasonable, with no censorship on my imagination whatsoever. My right side of my brain is working well I see, if it makes me happy what's the difference? Maybe that's what caused our inventiveness from the beginning.

Once again sorry for my lightning everyone, it is a product of me trying to bring you rain.