The storm hits today.
I'm listening to Jars' Good Monsters (haven't we been here before?)
I'm watching the rain hit the lake. The wind is so strong it is appears as though there are white caps on the water.
It has taken a couple of days for it to get here but the storm has arrived. "There are storms coming that can't be prayed away."
Spent the day trying to drive with fluid vision. Wore sunglasses to the mandatory meeting to hide my eyes. No one even noticed.