tornado
there's a tornado whizzing around my house, pulling up trees and throwing boulders against one another. i don't know how such a weird phenomenon came to be, but i know that somehow something i did caused it to descend from the heavens and crash around me. maybe i angered the gods, maybe a science experiment gone wrong pulled the storm clouds to me.unfazed. as long as it doesn't scratch my house walls, it's not my problem.
music. full blast, to drown out the screeches of the wind. darn, its distracting.
a book. to take me else where, anywhere but here couped up behind the walls of the storm.
and a little itsy-bitsy tinge of guilt gnawing at the back of my mind.
