Figures.

It figures that the one day I actually feel like going for a run is the same day we have torrential rain and a tornado warning.

I guess that's the universe's way of telling me to finally make those phone calls to faraway friends, light a candle and doze off with book in hand.

Or maybe I'll sit on my dark porch, catching glimpses of my still unfamiliar street as the lightning crackles from above.

I think this qualifies as a win-win situation.