Another day

Posted by Claudia Moser on 9:00 PM in ,
Another moment, just for me. Suddenly the wind went crazy, so much energy around me, clouds running fast and the sky so amazingly blue, so many shades. The world seemed to revolve around the wind and the everyone was taken over by its power. Scarves going left and right, leaves whirling, but still I never felt more alive. The cold wind was hitting my face and it felt just right. My moment.



Beautifully descriptive - I could almost feel the cold wind kiss my cheeks.


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