"everything is going to hell. the world is going to end."
i went outside for a smoke and the sky was a blue-grey moving too fast for any decency and the tornado sirens were screaming and the chairs around me were shaking while leaves and foliage were swarming in circles and giant rain drops pummeled me to a soak and then the clouds slowed and the rain ceased and as the first shot of thunder clapped i couldn't help but grin.