"Jumped out of my skin," would suffice to describe the events which unfolded last night. Like a million flashing cameras, lightning opened its act, playing upon my nerves, lighting up darkened windows, making the room sway dizzily with psychedelic lights. Just when I thought it had stopped, a raging thunderbolt rattled the skies above, raining high decibel hammers that refused to die down, amidst a downpour that rose to a crescendo, matching the tempo of the battle raging overhead, gradually dropping to soft 'now and then' notes, until thunder and lightning with a grim sort of determination, joined forces to gain a stranglehold, over the fast paced act in a dramatic fashion, making my head ache, lulling me into a restive doze. The morning sun's gentle beams, playing upon my cheeks, whispered... I've brought something to calm those frayed nerves.