Thursday, July 13, 2006
( 7:11 AM ) teahouse
Forces of Nature
I fell asleep early last night.
But sometime during the night, I don't know what time, I was jolted awake by a deafening sound. It was an enormous clap of thunder.
I looked out my window. I was almost blinded by a huge streak of lightening flashing across the sky.
Then I heard thousands of little sounds: rat-a-tat-tat-tap-tap-tap.
It sounded like hail pounding on my window. Could it be? It sounded like golf ball-sized hail. Tennis ball sized hail? I remembered vaguely last night's weather report saying something about a severe thunderstorm warning.
This went on for 20 minutes.
My eyes were wide open. I yelled, but couldn't hear my own voice over the storm.
My bedroom windows rattled hard, as if they were going to break.
Looking outside, I saw a white pigeon struggle to fly off the balcony, but slip on the railing and slam against my windowsill. It shook itself off and flew off again, teetering precariously before disappearing from sight.
I finally fell asleep. I had dreams that I was in a tree, and a hurricane was coming, and the water was rising, and my hair was wet.
When I woke up, I was hanging off the side of my bed, and grabbing hold of the frame, like it was an island in a vast ocean. #