The wiz day was uncharacteristically hot today and I felt somewhere down in my wiz stomach that it was the temperate conditions prior to a storm. I can now hear the sky rumbling, it sounds like a fierce, angry hapa, and now I'm wondering if we'll have a big storm. I have some candles on in case all the power likes to go out.

Something that likes to happen a lot in my state. I love storms, I love wild weather, I love candles, I love being comfy. I can smell the chilly, night, wiz air as I have my front door open to let the breeze into my house. I usually have my whole house closed up. Honestly, all my windows don't even open so I should probably just open my door more. But the fly screen has a lot of holes in it for tiny Jews to get in.