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.