the awkward silence

i know tropical storm's and hurricanes bring pain to many people,
but living through more than a handful of them,
i've found the bright side to these storms.

before the storm, everything quiets down.
roads are less crowded, and at least in my house,
there is an uneasiness.
my mom gets a little frantic.
its windy, the rain flows in sheets,
the street lights reflect off the slick concrete
and creates this eerie feeling that you are on the edge of something.
something bigger than yourself.

the storm grows stronger and the winds pick up.
lawn chairs that were forgotten are soon caught in the gales.
the sky is oddly a light grey
and the clouds are dancing where they usually stand still.
if one were to venture outside,
depending on the category of the storm,
you can actually feel mother nature psychically pushing you.
you can feel her hands grabbing you to join her in her fun.

the eye,
its quick, brings a short calm.
its a beautiful break in the calamity.
its gone.

afterwards,
its quiet again.
branches are strewn about,
random puddles are in uncharted territory.
if your house loses power,
your windows will be open.
suddenly your entire house will smell like the outdoors.
a warm, musty fragrance.
sticks on your clothes, furniture, blankets, bedsheets.
its wonderful.

taking a short ride after the storm is an adventure.
it reminds me of Silent Hill,
empty streets, broken trees, garbage cans;
basically anything that wasn't held down
now decorates the roads and appreciates the feeling of being noticed.
the sky is still grey
and the clouds that lagged behind are racing to catch up.

its nostalgic, unique, inspiring, quieting,
lovely, scary.
its what i've grown up around.
its amazing to see what God's creation is capable of.

.theofficeisstillawesome.

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