I love running into the wind. I get hyper like a child. I feel invincible, all that pressure and I'm still running, nothing can stop me. I love the way it hits my face and my skin, and my hoodie starts falling off my shoulders, and my bag hits against my hip. I know I look a state. And people stare. Sometimes it makes me eyes water, but I don't mind. 'Cause I just love the feeling. Nothing can hurt me. Just give me the weather, and I can be happy. Like the rain, and we think it spoils the sunshine. And we get all wet. But it smells so clean, and fresh. And if you're lucky... And your not scared to look up in the middle of the street. You'll see a rainbow.
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Does that include looking up and spinning :)
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