”I wanna be the wind, Masa!” Mune said.
”Oh, you will some day,” Masa replied.
”Big sister Doreen’s at Enhasa again,” Mune continued.
”Yeah... That’s ‘cause she likes dreams.”
”I like the wind better! Whoosh!”

The wind was blowing with a fury I haven't seen in a while. I don't know what it is about the wind, but it excites and rejuvenates me in some strange way...

I wanna be the wind...

Whoosh...