Recharging

Monday night was my first night off after several days work. That evening I was sitting on my couch enjoying a cup of coffee when I noticed a flash of lightning through my sliding glass door. It silhouetted the trees in my backyard against the night sky. The funny thing was (at least for this area) that it was a rather warm and thus far dry evening outside.
When I was a child I used to love to sit by the window and count the flashes of lightning whenever we had storm. It was almost mesmerizing. Now, 20 years later I find myself still glued to the window and even more intrigued by it. Believe it or not I found it quite relaxing. I didn't have to be anywhere, I didn't have to do anything; all I had to do was watch and wonder.
I couldn't help but think of the cardiac cycle, how electricity travels through the heart's circuit and creates life's rhythm (at least that's how it's supposed to go). And so I sat once again counting the flashes of lightening. I awoke several hours later on my couch facing the window thinking about how the sky "repolarizes".