Thunder only happens when it’s raining.
Players only love you when they’re playing.
They say, women, they will come and they will go.
When the rain washes you clean you’ll know,
~ Fleetwood Mac
As I write this, twilight has given away to darkness. The wind is coming up, whipping the tree out front of our house into a frenzy. I hear thunder, and flashes of lightning fill my office.
And yet, I’m feeling safe.