A storm is brewing. .Malta

By this u do mean literally!  

It’s 10am and we are sitting in a cafe, with thunder getting closer and closer. 

I don’t like storms at all. This goes back to my childhood when my mum believed the safe place from storms was under the stairs in the cupboard.  You also couldn’t make telephone calls, have baths, all plugs were pulled out. ..and you must stay away from all windows. 

I have come a long way from.  Then but I still know all danger signs of storms and the dos and don’t of storms are never going to leave me.  

Maybe one day I will see the beauty of a storm and not the danger 


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