It was at six o'clock in the afternoon.
The sky was more and more grey.
The trees were leaning in the wind.
The thunder began to roar.
Lightning pierced the sky above the village.
At the beginning, there were big but sparse raindrops.
A little bit after, It started to rain hard.
Roofs of houses around were whitened by foam of water.
I had intended to go out for a walk that night but I might have to cancel that plan due to the rain.
A little bit sad but viewing a storm was not a bad idea.
Many people might hate staying alone in a stormy night but that's not my case.
The storms always give me lots of feelings and in my thoughts, being gnawed by loneliness is quite interesting.
So, I decided to locked myself in my house and hear sound of raindrops clapping the windows.
After having a light dinner, I sat on the sofa, heard sounds of raindrops on windows, roofs, trees,...; looked trees inclined in the storm; and waited for the storm finished.
Had been waiting for two hours and the storm hadn't been finished yet, I started to think about life philosophy and fallen asleep, wasn't aware that I still sat on the sofa, hadn't been gone to bed yet.
The sky was blue with no cloud.
It was sunny outside although the ground was slightly wet.
January 2014
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