Thunder and lightning and rian oh my.
Dec. 20th, 2007 09:17 amStaring out the window at work I could bw forgiven for thinking I'd for some reason come in stupidly early, in the middle of Winter. It's that black out there. So black indeed that my eyes are reacting to the contrast of the brightness of the fluroescent lights against the backdrop.
And the thunder keeps cracking like some oversized cattleman with his stockwhip, right overhead, rolling out at a gallop, driving the wind before it, as suddenly everythign strobes into relief so stark it leaves you blinking while the lighting flares and then fades.
oddly, now that it's actually started to our, the light is coming abck, creeping forward to an ordinary Melbourne soggy day, and that slightly surreal feeling fades, thre's no longer fairytales in the shadows, only the occasional lightning, barely remarkable against the light sky, to remember the mood by.
And the thunder keeps cracking like some oversized cattleman with his stockwhip, right overhead, rolling out at a gallop, driving the wind before it, as suddenly everythign strobes into relief so stark it leaves you blinking while the lighting flares and then fades.
oddly, now that it's actually started to our, the light is coming abck, creeping forward to an ordinary Melbourne soggy day, and that slightly surreal feeling fades, thre's no longer fairytales in the shadows, only the occasional lightning, barely remarkable against the light sky, to remember the mood by.