Holy crap it was SCARY this morning! I woke up around 6:30am to the sounds of an insanely powerful thunderstorm raging outside. It was absolutely pouring out and the lightning was blindingly bright. The thunder, which came instantly on the heels of the lightning, would BOOM and shake the apartment and literally rattle items on the walls and shelves.
Mika ran to my side on the bed and cuddled with me as we both laid there flinching from the furry of the storm. Each strike of lightning felt like it was inches from us and each boom of thunder vibrated through your whole body.
It was so intense.
I laid there with my cat, on edge over the raw power and force of the storm, for a good 20 minutes or so. Finally, the thunder started to have a delay from the lightning; seconds would go by between one and the other, slowly stretching out the time, telling me the storm was moving off. Once it wasn’t directly on top of me any longer, I was able to finally relax and fall back asleep.
Living here in Lightning Alley – where we have more lightning strikes than anywhere in the US and more lightning strike deaths too – such storms are cause for concern and awareness. It’s not uncommon by any stretch of the imagination to get such storms here; in fact, they are very common in the summer! – but that doesn’t diminish the awe and fear of being in the midst of one either.