Last night was the first monsoon. We had two days of wind and dirt in the air and when it rained last night you could smell the dust before the salt. The winds were vicious, howling mad and then the skies would light up and boom moments later, deep, boisterous booms that shook the house. I had a hard time getting to sleep. It rained so hard and so thick that there wasn't a pitter-patter to be heard, just a constant beating on the walls and roof and slapping against the window. A small tree in our front yard lost one of it's branches, but that was all the damage I saw. The neighborhood lake returned for it's seldom appearance; once every three or four years I think it is. Well, the storm hit, hard and fierce, and I loved it. I dreampt last night, but I don't recall Him being there. In fact, the only thing I remember from the dream was running into a girl that I try to avoid daily at summer school. Not only does she hunt me down at school, but now she's stalking me in my dreams!! AHH!! On a final note, I finished a small project I had been working on these past few nights. Despite photoshop's tendency to freeze-up every few minutes (or seconds, depending on it's spiteful mood), I finished a character picture. So yay for that. By the way, if no one would mind being used, I would really love to get some pictures of people to use as a base for other story characters of mine. I'm a very visual person and it motivates me that much more to have a visual of the character I'm writing about. So, if you wouldn't mind me using your photo and moderating it in my program, please let me know. Carrie