Sometimes...

I'm sitting in my car, utilizing my time to do absolutely nothing. Looking out my left window I can see the sun, and white puffy clouds someone must have painted there. Out across my quiet passenger seat is a storm, headed this way, casting the trees and ground in a beautiful, melancholy, dim shade.

The wind is threatening to take me away. Part of me wishes it would. Part of me wants to stay right here and feel it pass by me, rush against my skin and pull at me.

First the over-cast, then the wind, the rain, lightning and now thunder. Same as always.

I know you.
Take me away.

The rain is falling so uneven and so perfect. Pounding on my roof as if it has something to say.
It never does.
I hope it knows I'm listening.
I hope it knows I'm here.

Here I am.

Hail. =)