Sometimes I get lonesome for a storm. A full-blown storm where everything changes. The sky goes through four days in an hour, the trees wail, little animals skitter in the mud and everything gets dark and goes completely wild.
In her essay from "Slouching Towards Bethlehem," Joan Didion expresses a yearning for the intensity and chaos of a storm. She describes a desire for a transformative experience, one that disrupts the norm and brings forth a sense of wildness. The imagery of nature in turmoil captures her longing for a dramatic shift from the mundane.
Didion’s reflection highlights the emotional weight storms carry, symbolizing not just physical change but profound personal and societal upheaval. The metaphor of the storm serves as a powerful reminder of the unpredictability of life and the deep human connection to nature's fury.
