When The Clouds Come
When I get ready for bed at night, I have a routine that includes setting my alarm with my Amazon Alexa device and having her play "thunderstorm sounds," which helps me sleep faster. I love a good thunderstorm if I'm sheltered in my bedroom under the covers or on my back porch watching it rain. But if I'm caught outside when a storm arrives or driving down a two-lane country road, not so much. I attended a conference in a more rural part of Pennsylvania a few years ago. While driving back to my hotel, I received a notice on my phone asking me to take shelter because of tornados in the area. Instantly, I had images of the movie Twister in my head with me strapped by my belt to a pipe while my rental car was carried away by the swirling wind. Also, Dorothy's house from The Wizard of Oz appeared in my head for some reason. Thankfully, I returned to the hotel without incident, but I needed to stop at the hotel bar after I got there to calm my nerves. There