This morning I was stirred awake by the sound of pounding rain and thunder. For a second I thought I was in Florida and in the middle of a tropical deluge. There is something comforting about a nice hard rainfall, especially when you’re indoors.
But I didn’t always feel this way. Every time my parents opened the sliding glass door to watch thunderstorms I would hide in my bedroom closet with a flashlight. I thought every storm was a hurricane. But this morning was the first time I felt compelled to open the windows and braved the elements to capture this footage. The smell of rain and the sensation of storm winds on one’s skin is sublime.