Monthly Storm

There's that calmness. Pure serenity defined. The ease and stillness before a raging storm. The air smells sweeter, and the sun shines brighter. Just as peace has massaged your mind and caressed your trust. 

Instantly a strike of lightning braids the sky and suddenly clouds have laced the dense air. Yes, we all know what I'm talking about. No it's not abuse... although I've heard the similarity in stories. No it's not a hurricane. They are bills. The quiet time before they arrive is shear bliss. Then that week appears, I owe this, and that, minimum payment and collections, creditors and debt. Consolidate and defer, pay and balance. The storm comes full fledged, chipping away at my serene scene and bringing me back to desolation.