Not 10 minutes ago I had the deep and sinking inner desire to take a picture of thunder. 9 1/2 minutes ago, it rolled, tumbled, and cracked in a way that only Arizona thunder can, stirring up jealousy and severe inner angst and sadness inside of me because I could not, in fact, capture and frame what I so entirely wish I could. 
I would just like to let it be publicly known that I felt personally victimized by this act of nature and I felt that its mocking was indeed childish and
quite unnecessary.
(Here is my sad and terribly disappointing excuse for portrayal of the greatness of Arizona's afternoon storm, completely incomplete without the representation of thunder)
copyright Katelin Roberts 2010
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