Posted on December 24, 2009 at 4:00am
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Its 3:44 am and the wind howls just outside my window. The home is empty, darkness broken by an occasional intermittant strobe of lightning. I am drawn out of my bed. As early as it is, now just does not seem the time to be caught unaware. This easily could be a tornadic storm raging just outside. I can hear the lapping wind and rain against the lone piece of glass. Time to arise and make sense of my surroundings.
I am normally a heavy sleeper and so any periods that I awake like…
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