The sun receded and now the last of the autumn (perhaps the first of the winter?) rain is falling. I don't know how unusual it is, but as a matter of fact, I really am a "storm person".
I woke up and opened my curtains to see the rain falling. I like to hear the wind roaring against the walls and the heavy drops falling on the roof. I love to see the dark clouds moving across the sky.
There is a picture, taken by my parents when I was 2 or 3 years old, in which I am on a completely dark shore, smiling at the gathering storm and the heavy waves. It appears that I and the storm have had this romance for a long time.
Does it mean something about me? I wonder what would the Jungian say about it. Any online psychologist available?
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