
First of all, it's hard to notice things (other than rain)
when you're getting rained on. The rain
was steady but gentle as I left the house.
About halfway to work, though, I heard thunder...which made me think of
a walker's arch nemesis: lightning! It
was a low rumble. In fact, I may not've
noticed it at all had I been driving—esp. with the radio playing. Needless to say, I picked up the pace. One of my top 5 fears is lightning. I no longer cared about my wet shoes or my
wet khakis. I only cared about
surviving. Thankfully, I didn't hear
thunder again 'til I reached the sidewalk behind the library. It was sort of like a 2nd warning. In fact, the warning was the main thing I noticed on my walk to work: The sound of thunder doesn't typically mean, "You're about to
die!" It usually means, "You're about to get soaked!" And let me tell you, it wasn't kidding.
Noticing Notes: Scary Dog, Missing Ms. Raker, Scary Weather
P.S. McDonald's
strikes again! I picked up a McD's hash
brown pocket just around the corner from the house, which means I had to carry
it (in the rain) for a while.
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