Impressions driving back from Layton with the windows down. The wind was gusting through the window such power you couldn't breathe...WOW....amazing!
Let the wind buffet me bloody, its the only way I can feel alive. Winds smashing hard, ripping breath away. Lungs burning with oxygen sting. Face numb with the pummeling. Roaring fills my every sense, hammers itself unrelentingly into me, smashing wildly regardless of my will or desire. The warmth of the sun penetrates through the clouds and fills me; reminding me of its soothing presence. Waiting to heal once the assault and turmoil is over and done.