[Haunted]

I have a very specific memory of that song. I was riding in my dad's jeep during a thunderstorum. We were on our way back from my grandparents. I remember how the lights played off the plastic windows, because they were the kind of windows that zipped out. Goddess I was so young. That's such a warm memory.

Used to be terribly afraid of thunderstorms, but growing up and spending summers at my grandparents hous in rural NC, I sort of taught myself how not to be afraid. I think my grandfather helped, by always reassuring me, and telling the tale of the "Killer Tornado that Struck Six Mile SC in 1927." He taught me how to watch the sky, because it was the potential for tornados that mostly scared me.

Now... I love storms, the more furious the better. The bad part is that I know that somewhere other people are in real danger. We have a storm room built into our basement. Others aren't so fortunate.

I know a lot of you don't believe in Witchcraft, and that's totally cool, but for a split sec. suspend your disbeliefe. Weather stuff, I do not mess with, even though I love storms. I mean, say I could mess with weather (incidentally, I don't believe that I actually could even if I really wanted to anyway), that would be totally selfish and it could hurt a lot of people just so I could have a severe thunderstorm. Nope. I don't fuck with that.