I love stormy days spent indoors, they remind me of the best of times. Cozying up around a game with my family when I was little in Bermuda while a tropical storm rages outside. Going swimming in the rain with my friends in northern Ontario. Getting caught in the city and being soaked to the bone and yet still sticky in the heat of Hong Kong. And now working through fun projects with a cup of tea in hand while the sky darkens in London.
Summer storms make the good memories come flooding in, helped along by a conversation with one of my oldest and greatest friends. It has been a good afternoon.