The dark surrounds me as I open my eyes,
Waking up is hard when you lack sleep.

As i get ready i keep glancing out the window looking for my long lost friend.
Yet my friend is still nowhere to be seen.

I live my life as normal as possible, but every chance I get I look outside to look for something, something that no one around me understands.

Yet today is the day, it has arrived. I walk outside and feel the sweet feeling of a cool crisp breeze flowing through the streets. My heart beats, my blood flows faster and my muscles tense up. There I stand, arms open staring up into the sky absorbing the moment, it's here, the wind.




just a little something I felt inspired to write after walking outside this afternoon. This is how i felt it's been awhile.

I just flew myself. I took the montana and my 2m Beamer. The montana never made it out of the bag. 8 gusting to 25. Just too much variation. At least it didn't stop and then kick in again. It felt good to feel the pull again. I could've handled something larger in the buggy but the 2m was yanking me around everywhere and I was in soft soil. Shoes were caked, I"m sweating. It's all good. Sorry no prose from me.:embarrased:

rofl, i like yours better

dude... i want that feeling
its been a long time since i've been in that place