Funnel Cloud

The winds were strong. The emotions on that day were equal. I remember the day very clearly: going to visit a friend at Tabor Lake and just feeling damned good. Felling good about the world in general.
I have some good friends. More than I feel I deserve. Some I see often. Some I haven't seen for decades. I saw a friend whose son is ill and I feel both saddened and fortunate. Is that bad?
How does all this relate to the cloud? I don't really know.
I just know that it reminded me of friendship.