like Beagle said....

booming rolling liquid thunder...rain that drives its way over the spider webs so precisely made...everywhere you turn armoured and orange..weevers seem to crawl above the din.

the power went on and off. the candles are lit and lovely. when the lights came back on..I just turned them...off again.

and sonny rollins plays...

and this is one of Those times...

I can't replace a thunderstorm with your presence

I wouldn't have room

peace