The sunshine had gone yesterday, a storm hit the barriers of the sea walls of Hartlepool. Waves crashed. 
I used to be afraid of storms. But not anymore.
On Storms
Storms are there to help you realise what caused them,
To shift dead air,
To force change
To reveal protection.
To ride,
To use their energy,
To propel.
To change direction,
To cleanse
To uproot
To feel
To feel alive again





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