I am addicted to thunderstorms

The clouds cover the sky, and cold winds blow away the summer heat, the giant thunderhead storm-cloud blocking the scorching Sun. I gaze upward from the balcony, stunned by the wisps, swirls, spirals, and puffs of the bottom of the cloud, and just by looking I can feel the build up of electrical energy around me, knowing that the light show is brewing up in there. ]

I hear the rumble from above, and with each sound I feel the icy adrenaline being injected into my blood stream. My heart races, I shiver slightly as I feel it coming on.

I hear a sharp crackle of thunder- almost better than the sound of splitting plywood, roar across the sky. With each snap, crackle and sizzle, I feel so many drugs, chemicals and acids pumping into my system.

Flash! Pristine, sharp, jagged bright lightning bolt shoots from the sky and hits the ground in the distance. The bolt cuts accross the sky, the sight of it ripping open the organs holding my buzz-juice adrenalines. I gasp as the icy sensation washes over me whilist counting the seconds. By reflex, I throw my hands to my ears. Thunder's just the sound, but it still makes you think gigantic godly weapons are being fired just above you, about to wipe you out faster than an atomic blast.
I remove my ears and the thunder comes!

*rumble* BANG CRACK SNAP BOOM KA-POW! SIZZLE! BANG POW BOOM!

The bass vibrates through me and the ear splitting crackle electrocutes me and shakes me, like a rattling window next to me. My muscles tighten and loosen, along with my bones, tendons, and organs all at once. My body hates it out here, and wants to go inside where its safe, but fuck it, I'm high, tripping out.

Another flash and a boom. I look around but the apartment buildings block my view of the sky. Screw this! This storm's a THOUSAND times better than a heavy metal concert! It's free and it's EPIC, and what's so nutty about it is at a thunderstorm concert, everyone avoids the front row seats. Come on, you pussies, so what's 66 billion volts gonna do? I heard it hurts like hell for a second then you're fine. The skin carries the current to the ground.
So you get a scar, but hey you can show off an awesome scar that's better than any tattoo that you got for FREE.

"I got this sick tatto, cost me $300"
"So what I got hit by LIGHTNING!"
"Really?"
"Yup this crack-scar was free…"

I run outside to the park and look at the sky, watching the lightning shoot accross the sky, shooting each spot on the ground 20 times before rumbling the whole area with it's epic boom of awesomeness!

I'm running around like an idiot, high off my cane, each flash and bang getting me higher every second. I have the field- front row all to myself, taking in the storm. I forget about everything else in my life. All the guilt trips, all the depression, all the stress, all the angst, all the worries about my life and where I'm going- all that means shit all to me right now.

A giant bolt slices through the air above me, its blinding twisting form mezmerizing and terrifying me in all its glory, before the rumbling sound shakes me, rumbling through me inside out. I tell you, this is better than SEX! (only because I'm the only guy out of all my friends who can't get girls or girlfriends, but right now I DONT CARE 😀 )

The storm picks up. Lightning is shooting the ground more frequently now. This storm OWNS the sky and the city now. FLASH! The tree 80 feet away from me is hit and blown apart by the explosion of steam from within. The bolt swallows the whole thing in an instant. I feel the voltage beneath my feet. I keep them together. I can feel it, and not die!
The thunder scares the shit out of me in all its suddenness. It feels like a bomb just exploded. I am sooo high right now, now all I wanna do is run, let's see the storm keep up with me now!

Then, all of a sudden- I see nothing but white and I feel it. Searing pain from head to toe. My mind is stabbed by then thousand knives and ripped apart as the current goes through my body. I feel the loud boom around me fade like an insane guitar solo being faded out by that guy who cuts the recording short.
The pain is gone. So is everything else. For the first time I feel at peace with myself. I can't move. I feel myself falling back, hitting the ground.

All my angst, anger, rage that I built up my life, all the jealousy, all the bitterness, all the worry has been blown away, right out of me. I was cleansed by a six million volt shot of lightning.
It starts to rain, the warm raindrops splatter all over me as I stare up into the clouds watching the flurry of lightning making the sky glow and change colours, the rumbling of thunder booming around me.