HOWL! howl.

the biggest storm this morning. furious booming woke me up at a quarter 'til six. i stepped softly down the hallway to the living room window, just as two giant claps attacked my eardrums--there were two fronts today, one coming from the west, the other, seemingly, from the south. i went back to bed with flashes of lightning defying my shades and the angry rhythm of rain pelting the roof, bullet casings dropping from the gunmetal gray. thunderclaps on all sides for the biggest jam circle in the sky,

and i thought about you, and felt nothing. and it is completely real this time.
i searched and searched, and, even after seeing you last night and nearly breaking down, i found nothing. nothing!
i need only say that i am utterly blessed to have the friends that i have, who are there to hug me and then verbally slap me when i start going haywire. love.

hallelujah, praise the lord. i've walked through the exit door.

you could walk outside now, if you'd slept through what sounded like a nuclear armageddon, and not know that anything had taken place, but for the wind that remains; the wind that led the storm in, and is following it, slowly, out.

-d