Leaving from work today, I watched the dark clouds skim the low-lying skyline. A clap of thunder, for a moment, a bright wire of lightening connected the earth to the sky.
I thought at the time: how beautiful, how ordinary. It crossed my mind that this might mean something but maybe not. Finally, I may be growing up to be the kind of person who is not so eager to find denouement in everything.
This'll be my fireworks this summer.
