But the world has a way of running with you

I want it to rain. And I want it to thunder. And I want it to light up the sky, and make the wind blow like it's running away from some unknown beast. And I want to be that wind, because it feels safest to just be running away. And there's no better music than wind, thunder, and splashing through the puddles to block out everything that's in the world and focus on everything that's outside of it.