Experiments in Life, Writing, Attitude and Soup.
We had this strange, unexpected wind blow in. The kind that, in the desert, brings visibility to next to nothing with what feels like all the dust in the world. I love your last line. I can feel and understand that.
Loving the thought of desert winds: even though the dust wouldn't be pleasant, it's something I would like to experience.
It was a wild night last night ...
Thank you for reading my words- my chance to read yours here: