Lightning

 Lightning

Both frightening and fascinating.  My Nonna said that thunder and lightning remind her of the war, a reference to bombs going off.  For that reason thunderstorms are not cozy to me.  If I sleep through them, great...but if I am not sleeping, I’m uneasy.  It’s not the actual storm that bothers me, but the thoughts of war that make me upset.  I wish war did not exist, so I wouldn't feel guilty about not living in one.  I’m free and I should remain humble to that fact.