Emotional Weather Report (Results from a Writing Exercise)

Outside, the invisible wind twists and bends itself into every frame and every fold of the glass of her bedroom windows, making a monstrous sound that startles her and shakes her to her very core. The same wind lifts tree leaves off the ground and they do a little dance before her eyes. They say it’s easy to get lost in the wind- you can whisper anything and it will carry your thoughts, like dust, to another person’s window. Breathing in your sentiments, anyone may feel the elemental plea to belong.  However, she shut her windows closed and her dust thoughts remained on the floor, safe and sound from the forthcoming rain.


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