Oh woe is me. I do so hate being sick.

In other news, the wind is blowing today, blowing very hard. And I am unfortunately stuck inside. I love the wind. I love the way it presses my clothes against my body. I love the way it shouts in my ears until I can't hear anything else. I love the way it chills exposed skin. I love the way that, if it's steady enough, I can almost lean against it and have it hold me up. I love the way it makes me search for breath, find the right angle so I can draw air into my lungs.

On the other hand, I'm having trouble enough breathing today... Oh, but to be out in the wind!