Thunderstorms

It's just about bedtime, and off in the northeast a thunderstorm is brewing. To me, there is something sort of orgasmic about t-storms. I cannot remember ever being afraid of them, the lightning and the booming off in the distance and near. There is also something comforting about listening to the rain that accompanies t-storms as it falls on the roof. That is a finer-thing-in-life sound.