the quiet of the storm

big storm last night. biiig storm, i tell ya. thunders; the rain banging on the tin window sills. you couldn’t hear yourself here in the office, and you could see the street lights only like through the deepest fog. trees broken; cars crushed under the falling branches. havoc.

i slept like a child, for the first time in weeks with the air conditioning off.

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