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February 4, 2011
The wind is freaking me out.

invisible giant sprinting down the park, ramming his shoulder against the building with a howl

an overturning sensation, feeling of rolling, feeling of falling although I'm sitting down

as if the wind was inside me, peeling off my hair, my scalp, the bone, emptying my skull, entering my spine, howling in my nerves, making me shake with the emptiness

it's an empty sound, an overpowering feeling I yield to, I grow weak, my muscles dissolve, I become a piece of white transparent plastic whirrled up into the sky, caught on a branch, violently thrashing