Because lightning is scary and rain is good

In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
Bringing rain.
- T. S. Eliot 1922

It is raining like mad and each time the lightning hits the condo opposite me, I wince. Which makes it a lot of winces. I am also procrastinating. Just so I can look back at this post and roll my eyes at how hopeless I am in focusing on something.

Additional note to self: I change my mind about living in a penthouse. I don't want my house to keep being struck by lightning as the penthouse opposite keeps being. Yup. I don't want one unless it happens to defeat the purpose of owning a penthouse by being the shortest building in its vicinity.