I’m not a big nature person anymore. I mean I liked Colorado and all but the vastness is overwhelming and it’s kinda dirty. The chaos of nature is beautiful but it’s hard on my eyes.
But my favorite times in the city is during thunderstorms. Sitting by my window watching the rain fall and the flashes of light from the lightning and the sound of thunder rolling through the streets.
I don’t drive so it’s not a dangerous time unless you are outside standing on the roof and I’ve only done that once. It was more an accident than anything – chasing bad guys and all that.
Thunderstorms are beautiful chaotic and something I can do from inside the comfort of my safe place. It’s a happy moment.