Summer brings a lot of amazing things: beach days, campfires, fireworks, s'mores, bike rides, just to name a few. However, nothing can compare to the thrill of an impending summer storm. Whether you love them or hate them, you can't deny that summer simply wouldn't be the same if there were a couple severe storms every month or two.
To me, the first storm of the summer is comparable to the first snow of the season -- I can hardly wait for it, and when it comes I want to go outside and dance around in it. Feel the same? Read on. Hate storms with a fiery passion? I apologize for your sad existence, and this might not be the article for you.
1. The thrill of excitement you see when you hear someone "I hear it's supposed to storm today."
2. Constantly refreshing your weather app to see if there's a cell coming
It's only been .01 seconds since I last checked. Something might have popped up since then.
3. Getting excited when you see clouds beginning to roll in from the horizon
So. Freakin'. Excited.
4. Feeling the unbridled power and energy of the storm as it comes barreling towards you.
5. Getting caught in a storm while driving and wondering if now is the time to begin your amateur career as a storm chaser
6. When your friend hates storms, but you love them.
7. When you want to stay upstairs and watch the storm, but your mom makes you come down to the basement.
If Mother Nature wants me, she can come get me.
8. When the storm wakes you up and you want to watch it, but you know you need your beauty rest
Child-Anna-from-"Frozen" voice: "The sky's awake, so I'm awake!"
9. Making waaaay too many Wizard of Oz references because even though you know you would definitely not make it out alive, that scene where Dorothy gets swept up by the tornado looks kinda fun...
No? Just me? Never mind then.
Thanks to climate change, it seems as if there are more and more severe storms every year. While I do enjoy them, I always feel tremors of fear and awe the next day, when I see the havoc that Mother Nature has wrecked on us. She has been here long before we have, and will continue to reign (or rain. Ha! Puns!) long after we have left.
Until then, or at least until the seasons change and we all await the first snow instead, try to enjoy the storms. Even if you hate them, they help you appreciate the clear blue skies even more.
