I beg your return, dear friend.

I experienced thunder tonight. That's right, thunder in Seattle. With all the rain we see here, very seldom do we experience thunder. I purposely write 'experience' rather than 'hear' because I think thunder is something bigger than simply a sound. It's bigger than something you hear. It's an evoker. Is evoker a word? I think it is, at least tonight.

Thunder evokes something, whether it be fear, anger, shuddering or joy. It's an evoker. Tonight, it evoked something in me. Tonight as I experienced the thunder at 9:32pm Pacific Standard Time, I thought of people. The thunder evoked faces, mental impressions of the ones that I hold dear, or wish to hold dear, and ultimately, wish to be held dear by. In the few seconds of thunder, I thought of specific faces who just might be experiencing that same thunder I was. Faces and places of those faces flashed into my mind as I wondered if as I experience the thunder and think of them, are they experiencing the thunder and thinking of me?

Did you experience the thunder?

What did it evoke in you?

When you experience the thunder, think of my face. I will be thinking of yours.