Thunderstruck!!!

[podling]

I don't like being woken up by noises. It freaks me out, there's a kind of panic stricken "eep!" type reaction, even when it's something fairly innocuous. Unless it's my phone, in which case I usually say something more colorful.

So anyway, there was thunder, glorious, beautiful, nature's majectic brilliance thunder & lightning last night. I fell asleep to it happily, with the window open a crack so I could hear it and have some air exchange. At 4 something-ish in the a.m. I shot upright from sleeping by the loudest thunder I've heard since living at the Mill. Now, it's important to understand that generally I can't hear or feel the rumble of thunder in our home. The walls to the outside are really thick, this was a factory, so it's not like at our old house where everything would shake and stuff. But the Mill does have fabulous 4'x10' windows, perfect for viewing lighning in all it's brilliance.

Anyway, so I rocketed out of bed, closed the window, recovered from the adrenaline rush and went back to sleep to the gentle rumble of thunder (now that the window was closed, see, this place is really sturdily built). I do so love thunder & lightning. I was actually happy to have been woken to see, hear, and feel it. Woohoo!

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[digriz.livejournal.com]

Oh, good, I wasn't the only one who woke up to the windows rattling. I looked outside for a bit; couldn't really see anything, though, since it was raining so hard at the time. But yea, lots of lightning (and immediate thunder).

So much lightning, in fact, that the room kept being lit up even with the shades drawn. It was kinda freaky (but cool). Thankfully, I was so tired that I fell back asleep about 15 minutes later.