Thunderstorms

(from Los Angeles Times)

I could not sleep last night. My mind was in a whirl of confusion and thoughts. By the time a storm had come, I realized I would not get any sleep at all. I can now thank the green tea for doing that. As I sit here quietly, typing away furiously, my roommate not sleeping unhappily, and the wind howling crazily, I realized that tomorrow is going to be the same. Except tomorrow, I have to leave around 7:30 for an 8 am meeting.