Lightning

Today was going poorly. But then, as the day wound down to an end, my family saw lightning. We were all tired, we wanted nothing more than to just go to bed, but instead we got in the car. We drove to the black rolling hills to the west. We hopped a barbed wire fence of a development that never got developed. We stood in the dark, watching quiet talk and silence. It wasn't long before the clouds lit up, then lit up again. Flashes and arcs and bolts to the ground. The horizon was full of lights. City lights and sky lights, fighting for our eyes.
It was a long time before we went back to the car. We clambered back over the fence and piled back into the lit interior. Old jazz music crooned from the radio, and reality slowly seeped back into our veins. We got home. Mom and Dave went up to bed, I sat down and started to write, and to plan. I want to see the night again.