Two nights ago,
I was dreaming about someone bizarre and weird as usual,
and at the very end of the dream, a stranger said to me,
"Watch out, there's a storm out there."
And for some reason, I knew it was raining, I knew there was a storm coming, because I believed what the stranger said to me,
maybe I could smell the air, smell the storm coming.
So I started getting ready for school, wee early in the morning before the sun had even risen, and five minutes after I had woken up was when I finally started hearing
BOOOOOM
BOOM
CRAAACK
And then patter patter patter.
