wind & a cloud

"walking through wind makes you feel 

so much more epic than walking through normal air." 

that was my facebook status a long while ago and i still stand by it 100%, thank you very much.

i thought about it today when i was walking to my car after school. then my metaphorical mind started to wander, as it tends to do....

the sky was washed flat with gray from the top down, it seemed. dark to lighter. 

it came down to some muddy white soft clouds

which came opened up into a horizontal blue patch 

of sky

[just found out: quick photoshop doodles help capture memories]

which made room for more clouds

fluffy white ones 

with lots of depth

and lots of substance. 

then those faded out again into gray

which was flat and translucent. 

as i walked down a hill, i watched it slowly change. 

couldn't take my eyes away. 

it wasn't the most amazing display ever, but was still so beautiful. something about it....

i stopped, just to stare. 

texted a dear friend whom i miss. 

thought more.

kept going,

walked through the wind.

the air was warm, and the wind was a tad chilly 

but i wasn't cold. 

[...not how they looked, but how they felt.]

the wind was powerful.

it was kind of beautiful: 

that feeling of walking through resistance with my head held high

[because i was focused on something beautiful above me]

while everything was blowing around me

but walking with a purpose

in a straight line

toward a specific destination.

that big green minivan suddenly represented something much more wonderful

than a big green minivan. 

[although, 'more wonderful' is kind of hard to come by...when you have a big green minivan.]