Just Experience

Just the other day I was hanging out with a few of my really close friends on the High Line one night. Now I have been to the High Line but never at night. The sky was so pretty, and the air was so warm for a winters night. As the wind blew, my shirt pushed back against the front of my body and lifted the back of my shirt so all I could feel was the rush of air. I would put my arms out and lift my head to the sky. Thinking about what would happen if the wind lifted me up off the ground and into the sky. My friends looked at me like I was crazy, but I didn’t care, I was in my dream world. Who cares what other think? They would never be able to experience what I felt that night.