I like wind. Definitely more than the rain. Especially the rain that never stops.
The hilltop is not feeling too great this semester. I am perpetually in crib mode. So, five minutes in the staircase next to my room felt super nice thanks to this wind. It is piercing. Makes you face it head on. No other way of doing it. Feels incredible!
The wishful thinking here: if only these were winds of change.