Parking

This is the park where I stop to cool off in the mornings. I pick a bench and spread out. I usually have some kind of granola bar to snack on and I let the cool breezes and shade go to work. It was a particularly relaxing break this morning. I wasn't running behind and was able to enjoy the blue skies and think about Bob Seger.

I woke last night to the sound of thunder, "How far off?" I sat and wondered. Started hummin' a song from 1962. Ain't it funny how the night moves... when you just don't seem to have as much to lose...

I remember waking up last night to a storm. I'm not sure what time it was and I wasn't awake long enough to find out, but it was dumping some serious rain on the roof just outside the window. I didn't have to wonder about how far off the lightning was as the flashes and cracks were nearly on top of one another.

But I couldn't help thinking about that song when I woke up. I'm not saying I'm a huge Bob Seger fan or even a fan at all, but I've always been a fan of the song. I can't really even say why other than that the fact that I'm a nostalgic sort of fellow. But I like how something as simple as a clap of thunder in the middle of the night brings him back to a bunch of awkward summer nights. Unfortunately for me, thunder in the middle of the night only makes me think of Bob Seger.