In the yellow light diffused by the overwhelming snow falling in dense quantities from the heavens, we sat eagerly awaiting our impending doom. The talk for days of sno-mageddon, or sno-pocalypse some preferred, had ratcheted our imaginations up to the point of intense expectation.
I feel that, at least for me, there was a moment that lived up to the hype. It was an amazing feeling that night, if you happened to hear the thunder and see the lightning as the peak of the freak snowstorm passed. It was as if a door had been opened in your mind. With all the fantasy of storytelling that we grow up with and are bombarded with in our media rich lives, we sometimes forget how amazing the world can be on it's own.
Once, when I was a boy, I was outside playing in the yard. All of the sudden it started raining across the street, but in our yard it was dry. It was dry and the sun was out! It stayed like this for what seemed to be tens of minutes. This was a mind widening experience for me. "Of course there had to be an edge to the rain", I had thought. I had just never experienced or thought about it so starkly and statically.
In a similar way, when the computer voice read the weather report over the radio and uttered the phrase "thunder snow", my brain jumped a little inside my head. Just because I had never experienced a thunderstorm that happened to be dropping snow on me didn't mean that it couldn't happen.
I can't quite put my finger directly on what this changed inside of me, but I feel like it definitely changed something.
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