I like it when it thunderstorms.
I like it when it rains so hard that drops start to leak in through my window and plop on the ground. I like hearing the thunder in the distance. I like being all cuddled up in my blankets with my cats by my side and listening to the sound of the world ending and knowing for absolute certain that there’s nothing I can do to stop it. There’s a type of freedom that is released inside of me when it thunderstorms. Freedom and tranquility.