There was a slight breeze.
Soothing and cooling.
Then a gush of wind blew me,
blew my face,
blew my hair,
blew my baju,
made me feel messy.
I would have enjoyed the wind
months and months back.
I would have thought:
"if there's no wind,
the air is still"
I would have wished
for the wind to come.
To come blow me,
take my breath away.
Now the wind
is like a nuisance.
Mess my face,
Mess my hair,
Mess my baju,
Wind, "WHATEVERrrr"
It's not as appealing as it was before(March12,06 post).
Chloe, closing all the windows. Brrr... Such a windy day.
Monday, 3 September 2007
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