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YAY for the first thunderstorm in my apartment on the 41st floor. It's amazing~ Everything has this soft orange glow about it from the lights and the moisture... And the lightening from this high up... my god, it's beautiful. I"m not the best at desciptions except for my weird Gatsby-esque stuff, so i'm not sure if I should try, but it's breath-taking.
When I walked out of work and saw the first searing flash, I literally squealed in delight. The elevator couldn't rise fast enough. It's glorious, simply glorious. That molten purple orange across the sky, with only the pinholes of orange to illuminate the rectilinear shapes of buildings, cars, and people far below, all swirling together in the moisture trapped by the window screen. The only thing marring my view is the insidious glow of the heathen monitor, demanding I return from the scene out the window.
I just had to share, but I'm going to go and watch the rain fall now.
When I walked out of work and saw the first searing flash, I literally squealed in delight. The elevator couldn't rise fast enough. It's glorious, simply glorious. That molten purple orange across the sky, with only the pinholes of orange to illuminate the rectilinear shapes of buildings, cars, and people far below, all swirling together in the moisture trapped by the window screen. The only thing marring my view is the insidious glow of the heathen monitor, demanding I return from the scene out the window.
I just had to share, but I'm going to go and watch the rain fall now.