Thunderstorm

Watch the rain wash down and wash the windows clean. Watch the rain wash down what was left of the light. Watch the rain wash down all my insecurities, wash the rain wash down the worries of my life.

/rhyme, *ahem*

Why is it that thunderstorms always seem to come at night or at dusk? Maybe it's just me, but... No, it's not just me. thunderstorms always come at night. Maybe they're nocturnal. Perhaps thunderstorms are asleep during the day, and their snoring results in light showers. Or maybe thunderstorms are in fact caused by some great legendary beast, nocturnal of course, that wakes up most often in the spring, stretches and unfurls wings the size of countries, and in taking off creates such huge gusts of wind that they whip the sea into the sky in such a way that thunderclouds are formed.
Or mayhaps I have been watching too much pokemon.

The roundabout point I am on my way to getting to, is that thunderstorms have a bit of a mystical air to them. They strike when it's dark outside, maybe so that no one can get a good look at what they really are, then rain down such a ferocious monsoon of water and sound that any bad feelings of the day are washed away. In their place are sparkling puddles beloved by little kids, and the occasional new spring flower. They bring the strong smell of wet blacktop and the happiness when parents see that mother nature decided to open up its springtime car wash.

I love thunderstorms.