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I crawled into bed early, barely darkish. Wasn’t feeling great. My stomach/intestines were slightly crampy, nothing dire, just not my usual cast-iron gut. Went to sleep with clear conscience.

Woke up to wind that sounded like a freight train going through a tunnel at mach one speed, bending trees, flattening crops. Lightning flashed messages of doom across the black sky.

I got up and closed my last open window, grabbed another blanket and tried to curl back into sleep. The howling wind had other entertainment in store.

My mind, as erratic as the wriggling lightning moving ever close...