The air feels heavy. Oppressive. It weighs me down, filling my body with laziness. My head feels the pressure, a subtle pain that will not disperse. My neck, a recurring problem in recent weeks, chooses to twinge, as if reacting to the extra thickness in the air.
I succumb, knowing that I will accomplish nothing. I read. I rest. I wait for the storm that is yet to come.
Just a few moments ago, the sun broke through for the first time all day, and I know I must write something.
Yet, the heaviness remains.
I yearn for the release of the storm. Despite my fear of the rumbling thunder or the crack of lightning, I want to feel the cleansing of the air. I sense that it will wash my soul, and free my mind from the weight of oppression.
I yearn for the smell of ozone, and the sense of renewal.
I await the storm.
It comes from inside.
May 25, 2012 @ 14:37:47
Tis the season for thunderstorms … both the outer and inner ones. You are not alone there sis …
May 25, 2012 @ 15:03:46
Waiting is sometimes the hardest thing to do.
May 25, 2012 @ 15:17:20
No storm can rage forever. They all pass in time. xo
May 25, 2012 @ 15:20:29
Well let an award shine through the murk in your Milky Way. I just awarded you a Versatile Blogger award. Mwah!
May 25, 2012 @ 22:09:01
Thank you. I probably won’t do anything with it as I have received it before, but you never know.
May 25, 2012 @ 16:31:51
Beautiful!
May 25, 2012 @ 18:02:20
Hope that storm arrives soon, and you get some relief–as well as some peace on the inside.
Hugs,
Kathy
May 26, 2012 @ 12:04:25
Weather headaches are bad – I can’t seem to do anything with them. Not bad enough for migraine medicine (at $5 each, and that’s with insurance) yet they laugh at OTC meds. Hope you get relief (and release) soon.
May 27, 2012 @ 14:48:20
Those headaches drive me crazy.
May 27, 2012 @ 14:59:59
I am just getting over a 2 day migraine – it was torture…my 3 day weekend and the first day was spent pretty much on the couch trying to avoid sunshine, which in Florida is about like trying to avoid oxygen…
May 27, 2012 @ 15:11:43
May 27, 2012 @ 15:44:41
I know, it could be a llllllooooonnnnnngggggg summer.
May 27, 2012 @ 15:26:44
I hope the heaviness lifts, Lisa, and you’ll be once again light and full of energy.
May 28, 2012 @ 00:59:37
Lisa … the heaviness … that pressure building from within and yearning to explode and dissolve into the pressure outside, to be cleansed with lightning’s crack and antiseptic ozone … how beautifully put.
Hope it clears for ya
May 28, 2012 @ 08:49:29
Thanks so much, Geoff.