I've always wanted to see a tornado. I have been fascinated by them since 'The Wizard of Oz' when I was a little girl. The 'tornado' scene was the best part of the whole thing I thought. I wanted to be a storm chaser . . but the math beat me. Besides writing, it is the only thing I have wanted to do since I started storing memories.
Man, I love a storm. Being on the edge of danger and smiling at it . . . is that stupid or what? The danger is disregarded for that dumb 'high'. Yeah, I know it symbolizes sin and how you get drawn in and killed. I know all that.
Still, another round is due tonight . . .during the Spurs game.
It's a 2'fer.
The Fam!
All Us Huttons
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I don't see it has "being on the edge". I just enjoy watching the awesome power of nature and having a little knowledge of how nature works to produce storms. When the storm first started this morning around 12:30 am, I went outside and watched the lightening show. There were no rumbles or strikes, per say. There was just lightening flashes in the clouds. It was continual for a long time and lit up the neighborhood as bright as day. When I went back to bed, I just laid there enjoying the flashes and the sound of the rain.
The storm rejuvenates the earth and reminds my soul who is in charge of it all.
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