weatherman

it is pouring rain outside. i was driving across veteran's bridge, and i actually had thoughts of what would happen if my little car was just picked up and thrown over. you think i am kidding. this happened to someone over the mackinac island bridge when i was little. i have been scared of driving over bridges ever since. it even crossed my mind to crack my window, in case i did go over, and i survived the initial impact. cracking the window would help 'cause then i wouldn't have to break the window in order to open my door. :) a little paranoid, ey?

well, i guess rain + alison krauss (lonely runs both ways) = thought-provoking rants inside of me. i have been frustrated about something/someone lately and i try to pretend that that someone is someone in particular but i think it is more fair for that someone to be me.

my thoughts are a mix of alison's song "gravity" and these opening lyrics of song #12 whatever the title of it is:

Sometimes I wonder where you're coming from when you roll in like thunder just to turn around and run It's a good thing I don't need you to stay It doesn't have to be this way.

i want to go outside and sit in the rain tonight. walk the long road. hands in my pockets or high in the air or wiping the raindrops from across my eyebrows. i want to hear the power of the thunder -- that just rolled in. 'cause i can't control the thunder and i can't control the rain. and i can't control the lightening. and i can't control you. and that is the beauty of it. i give up and walk thru it, soaked in it. a little scared of it -- and thrilled by it at the same time.