chilled.

I usually despise wind. But today, I have to fess up that I really needed it, and may have indulged myself in it.

 

To feel the cool harsh wind nip at my nose and ears until I couldn't feel the sting. 

To feel it comb through my hair, making it an exciting mess. 

To breathe in the fresh taste of it. 

To smell the bitter sweetness of a December morning. 

To have my cheeks turn bright and rosy. Giving me the look of an excited blush. 

To make me feel alive, awake, and calm. 

cheers to rosy cheeks!