I love the wind. How it just envelops you.

How, in a car, you can’t hear a thing.

If the wind blows hard enough – my brain just clears up.

Erases the bad, makes the crazy go away for just a bit.

Anything can happen in the wind. You can be swept away to a land far-a-way and never look back or you can fly.

You can even take over the world – maybe. That might be my crazy talking.

the best is – you can just be finally silent.

The wind is magical.