In the place between dreams and awake

24 07 2003

Night before last we had a great storm. I love storms, especially at night. One bolt of lightning struck very close to our house, and a funny thing happened. I was only half asleep, having already been awakened by the storm, when a loud pop and blinding flash of light jolted me to full awareness. In the split second before the thunder crash, I honestly thought, “Someone just took my picture.” (The click, the flash, um, yeah.) The paparazzi must’ve heard about that whole alternate universe Sheryl Crow thing.


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