you are what you breathe... (literally and metaphoricaly)

you know, the weather was wonderful today and yesterday. splendid.
God knows what weather to give me what weather i need.
if anyone was born of the wind and grown among the trees...
i would hope it was... or could be... me.

...yes, i came up with that on my own. i'm a weird INFP/INTJ hybrid. (later review- INTP! Why did it take so long to figure that out...)

i love being outside... feels so alive...
everything is living and you're the one that needs revived.
the clouds look more real than you,
and the leaves rustle your song as you breathe in and feel the air with your entire being.
i love spring.
ah, jack johnson music... spring and fall, rainy days, rustling leaves, shining stars, sunsets where the pink fades into blue in a magical way... embodied.
and i hope that i am that aswell.