Yesterday was an eerie day. I sat next to my bedroom window reading a book. Gusts of wind shook the trees outside forcefully and then the air would go still. Not a leaf would flutter. The house next door is visible through that window. It's a an old late 1800 Victorian house that is creepy in itself. The addition of the wind in the trees added to the strange atmosphere. It probably didn't help that I'm reading a book involving vampires, demons, and witches. And I suspect if vampires actually existed, they would live in the unoccupied house next door. The air yesterday afternoon seemed charged. I guess it was, as it ended up charging the tornado producing storms that came through in the late evening.