|Getting the Knickerbocker Canyon Half Marathon gathered yesterday.|
Some funky storms rolled through Thursday night - loud booms of thunder and some of the heaviest rain I've seen. I didn't fret the sleeplessness and, instead, sat and listened to the weather most of the night, something I haven't done in a long time and used to enjoy so much. There's something meditative and soothing when you connect with weather and it's usually something like an abnormally strong storm to make you realize what you miss on a daily basis. Like many people, I miss a lot.