A few raindrops were hitting the windshield of my car as I left the crowded parking lot.
I had errands to run so I stopped in Walmart, the grocery store, the dollar store, and the local market.
The concrete was wet as the pitter-patter of raindrops fell left and right.
A variety of people stood against the concrete wall waiting for cars to pull up.
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With a trunk full of groceries, I headed back to my suburban neighborhood.
It was about a 15 minute Drive. The radio played some relaxing folk music to keep me entertained.
A boom came loudly from overhead. Thunder. Was that a flash of lightning?
All the thought now was will I make it home before the drenching?
I stood in the kitchen making dinner after successfully navigating into my driveway.
The booming was louder now, and it was clear that the orchestra was about to begin.
I can smell the potatoes, onions, peppers, and hamburger meat cooking in the oven as I stare out my bedside window.
The thunderstorm has begun.
Fortunately for me there is nowhere else today that needs tending.
Monday is my off day, although I do work a short shift at the restaurant.
I will sit here and listen to the rain while I wait for my lunch to finish baking.
It's a very nice experience.
Is there anything more peaceful than the sound of a thunderstorm?
