2001-04-09 - 9:31 p.m.

Thunderstorm.

Jagged white streaks and dazzling flashes of lightning slicing the black sky.

So much rain.

Fast and furious rain that hits the pavement in a frenzy.

No soft touch.

No gentle kiss.

Comes down with an agressive purpose.

Hypnotic.

A temperament flared after a beautifully bright and warm Spring day.

A mood swing.

Nature can be such a Scorpio.

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