Death of chance
Tomorrow there is a 100% percent chance of lightning in NYC. Never in my entire life have I heard of such a thing. I can in my mind imagine knowing rain is coming. I can imagine wind having a predictability. Hurricanes, hail, sun, clouds, comets, plague of locust, catipilar, irate teenyboppers, looting, ice, cold, hell I can in my mind of minds imagine predictable love. I will be watching tomorrow. I am planing some lightning celebration. They have hurricane parties I am going to have a lightning party but secretly its a no lightning party. I would rather it stayed a bit wild.
