there was a distinct feeling in the wind tonight. as it shifted leaves and pushed against my bike. it wasn't an unkind, or vindictive resistance, just a natural one. the wind was warm, but full and almost thick. as the moon darkly hid half his face. the only way to learn to let go is by having life completely taken out of your control. it makes you want to try and live again. not just parts, but your actual life.
it was a great night, empty of people but full of life.
the wind still rushes between my windows, sharing secrets only with the tress.
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