i am an american aquarium drinker
Published 7.03.2008 by matt o | E-mail this post
enchanted in recent days and weeks by flashes and booms of passing thunderheads, wishing only that they'd hang overhead a bit longer. grass is always greener, sky could always be darker, the mornings more grey, more foreboding. but this is more than last year, when even fifteen minutes of thunder around this time would send lizzie and i out on to the deck back at the old place with some level of wonder. the wind could always be more turbulent, doing some actual damage rather than the suggested damage of severe thunderstorm warnings that never seems to happen. or when you almost think it actually will, like the short storm that picked up late evening the other day, jets of cooler air, refreshing, in through the windows of the upper storeys.
other than that, early july heat of strengthening summer, caesar's month. warm wind carrying firecracker celebration of the botched republic.
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