The wind.

I love the wind in my hair when I'm playing Navigator to DH's Driver with the window cracked just enough to blow the tendrils of frizzy hair by my face around and the sun beginning to set and shining down on DH's muscular arm and the radio playing a song I know all the words to without thinking.

I loved the wind, too, when a college friend of mine gave me a ride on his motorcycle one of the first days of summer with the sun just hitting the zenith of the sky. The wind pulled mischievously on my arms and legs, begging me to play, and whistled to me as it swirled around and over my helmet.

The sun and the rain are absolutes. There must be one or the other. The wind, though, is only a delicious possibility.

--LeeAndra <><

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