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!
