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Creepiness.
Jun. 27th, 2004 11:24 amIt rained most of last night - not a thunderstorm, but a steady rain that would have helped me sleep better if it weren't for the stupid aluminum ladder the apartment groundskeepers currently have stored on the ground outside my window. As a result, rain off the eaves hits it and makes an annoyingly pitched drippy sound that kept me half-awake for three hours.
But that wasn't the worst of it.
As aforementioned, this was not a thunderstorm. There was no thunder or lightning - except once...without warning, deafening, and so close that I could hear the high click-snap that accompanies electrical discharge. I went instantly from half-asleep to totally awake, curled into a ball with my hands over my ears and filled with a sort of primal terror that was, in a word, nightmarish.
I usually like listening to thunder, I should add as a further disclaimer. This was just... bizarre. It seems to me something must have gotten hit, but in the middle of last night, you could not have paid me to set a foot outside my door and see what it was.
This moment of drama brought to you by me.
But that wasn't the worst of it.
As aforementioned, this was not a thunderstorm. There was no thunder or lightning - except once...without warning, deafening, and so close that I could hear the high click-snap that accompanies electrical discharge. I went instantly from half-asleep to totally awake, curled into a ball with my hands over my ears and filled with a sort of primal terror that was, in a word, nightmarish.
I usually like listening to thunder, I should add as a further disclaimer. This was just... bizarre. It seems to me something must have gotten hit, but in the middle of last night, you could not have paid me to set a foot outside my door and see what it was.
This moment of drama brought to you by me.
