Today I woke up to thunder and flashes of lightning. It reminded me of home.

Back in Florida thunderstorms are a regular occurrence. It’s like  clockwork, every afternoon during the summer it’s probably going to look like a hurricane outside for at least 20 minutes. No one really tweets about it every time it pours, or writes sappy Facebook posts about why they love rain so much- it’s as normal as the sunrise.

But I’ve been away from home for almost six years now. Whenever I witness a thunderstorm, it really strikes me more than ever before. (No pun intended)

I notice how thunder sounds different in other parts of the country. It doesn’t sound as deep and rumbly as I remember. No, it sounded more shallow this time, it didn’t demand my attention give me goosebumps. It was just there.  Maybe it’s all in my head, but there is nothing like a Florida thunderstorm.

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