It is one of those magical summer nights when a thunderstorm has rolled in.
The wind is blowing strongly which brings the scent of magnolia and rain to your nose.
While the rest of the world sleeps quietly, you sit on your porch alone with a glass of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
You clear your mind and suddenly the grandeur of it all comes flooding into your consciousness.
A bright flash of lightning illuminates all the world around you and a crash of thunder fills your ears. The pitter patter of rain is the sweetest of melodies after the thunderous overture.
The trees dance rhythmically with the rise and fall of the wind and rain, rejoicing in the sweet, warm water cascading from the heavens.
While all of this is going on you simply take a drought of wine, crush your cigarette and lean back in your chair with a contented smile on your face.