Storms

I love the electric feeling that you get before storms. And it's the first summer storm. There was another deer outside my window, could it be the same one from that day? I could never know. The gray dullness that the clouds portray across the outside made the forest look a bit more magical, a bit more whimsical and just a bit more melancholic. The wind would pick up at times but then disappear and the trees would remain still. And in an instant I blinked and it began to rain. Heavy raindrops that the clouds were struggling to keep inside. Before this happened you could see the sunsets glow beyond the trees. The clouds blocked it and instead made it glow a little bit, like there was a powerful light in the woods. And before it started to rain was the first time in a long time that I stared enough to see fireflies. I missed them. I love stormy days just because I can feel more and think more easily, rather than just a normal day with no clouds. It's very nice and I hope to see it more in the future.