This morning was the calm after the storm. The storm was last night. I was woken up to rain drumming down on the roof. I just lay in bed listening to this furious, high tempo deluge falling on us, and feeling grateful that I was inside. Each time the rain took a pause, I found myself feeling exhausted, as though I had in some way been dragged into energy of the beat.

Ironically the same sound that woke me up, eventually lulled me back to sleep.