stormy night

Walking back to my house, late at night, it was a 15 minute walk from smith hall to the house. All around me was hurricane-like weather. It was as if someone had made the “gods above” mad and they were seeking revenge on the North Country. I remember being about halfway home, down a side street, when this gust of wind made me some out of my deep thoughts to realize the surroundings. Looking up at a half-blown over tree right in front of me, as if it were destine to land on me had caught my attention real quick. Then another gust and noticing from behind that the street lights were now flickering as if I were in some thriller movie. The show stint of a storm was then over for me when I got back to the house, the storm could have been continuing but I had no attention for I was beyond tired.