I want thunder, lightning.
I want the fear that comes with it, too.
I need it.

It's been so long since I've seen a decent storm.
Talking to Jessica tonight, she mentioned that in Corpus, they were having a nasty storm.
I ached to be there, laying on the beach, staring at the sky as it exploded over and over.

And some people doubt that there is a God.

Bleeding, for you.