Quick back story: I’m backpacking in the Badlands National Park and I spent the entire afternoon hiking to a spot about 15 miles away from a dirt road that I parked on. As I went to sleep the rain and gentle rolling thunder started up.
I remember having some dream that I was extremely upset about waking up from. So much so that it took me awhile to realize what was happening. The tent would occasionally light up as though some one was turning the lights of a room on, then off again. I don’t know why I didn’t hear the thunder right away, because I’m pretty sure there wasn’t much of a delay from lightening to thunder. All at once everything clicked. I was camping. I was in a tent. That sound is rain hitting my tent. That light was lightening. That sound was thunder. There was a storm. Continue reading “The Badlands – The Storm”
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