I woke up in the middle of a storm this morning.
To say I woke up from it is such an understatement. I was jolted awake by it.
All my windows slammed in such great synchrony it's difficult to ignore even at 4.30am, when I'm supposed to be deep in slp. One can only imagine what a fierce gust of wind it had been.
I sat up in bed and tried to peer out the window. It was misted up by the rain that had splattered intently on it. Or was the rain so heavy that the block of flats opposite suddenly appeared so faint and distant?
And yet the lightning was so frequent and sharp, it had the ability to light up the entire sky, creating such a sharp contrast to the rain's effort of forming a mysterious veil.
It's the kind of lightning that has the ability to make even the bravest little girl cry. I hope the timid ones sleep right thru it.
I'm glad that my loved ones are all safely at home with me. I would be how worried if any if them are caught in the storm now... I hope it's peaceful and calm in Bintan, with no storm in sight.
And now I'll gladly return to my dreams. But it wasn't a very sweet one to start with...
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