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The Wind Moved Through Me Too

Dear Delyara, There was a lot on my mind today, and then I went outside and the wind was strong enough to make me stop thinking in complete sentences. I don’t know why that helped, but it did. Something about weather that is fully itself gives me permission to stop controlling everything for a moment. The wind moved through the trees and through me, and for a little while my thoughts loosened. I came home less crowded than I left.

Anonymous