the wind

Manchmal muss ich einfach mal draussen im Wind sitzten und in die Baumkronen starren.

Sometimes I just need to let the wind blow through my hair.

September war schon immer mein Lieblings-Monat. Windig, warm und farbenfroh.

Sunflowers looking at me, apples hanging, growing on the trees. Pigeons flapping through the air.

Jetzt ist meine Zeit – mein Anfang, mein Ende, meine Mitte. Jetzt bin ich da – vollkommen.

I am me now – I can be here and be happy – I am free.

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