It started hailing out of no where.I got up from the couch and went outside into the hail.I stood in it with nothing but a shirt, shorts, and sandals.I stood there watching the hail crash into me exploding as it did leaving ice chunks on me.The hail kept on coming harder and faster like the Gods throwing ice at me.I feel nothing and continue to stand there.Next thing I know it turns into rain and I realize that I'm freezing cold.I walk back in shivering then move through my house to the front yard.I looked around and looked as if a very thin sheet of snow had just fallen.Speckles of white on the grass and hail gathered in the grooves of roofs.Beautiful.If I only had a camera.I kept looking on for a bit longer without a thought to disturb the sight.It dawns on me once more that I'm in only a shirt and shorts and walk back in.I walk up to my room grab my jacket and wrap myself in it and started to type this entry.
"Barometer, n.: An ingenious instrument which indicates what kind of weather we are having."-Ambrose Bierce
"When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure."-Alice Hoffman
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