Fly on the edge of the wind.
you need to listen really hard when the wind tries to tell you something, because usually, it is something worth listening out for.
for example, it may tell you to shut the windows before the rain comes in. or to warn everyone else that a hurricane is on the way. but most of the time, i heard it whispering and yowling in turns; telling me to live as free as possible. and do it now, because later will never be a good enough time for it.
right now it's blowing it's worth outside my block, swirling in my room, bringing with it what came from far far away; stories, scents, ashes and it's cool lingering touch. and with the company of the wind, i feel like i can do anything.