Sixteenth

So today, i was driving with my windows down, which was lovely because lately it hasn't been nice enough to do that. But I was, and while I was turning there was this breeze that hit me just the wrong way. It came into the window badly and literally took my breath away. Just whisked it right out of my lungs. Now, this has happened before, and it'll happen again. My throat has issues like that, after all. But then I got a little bit sad, because the only thing that takes my breath away is the wind. Then again, I figured out some of my commitment issues today due to choosing a plastic spoon over a metal one.

So I'm really not that surprised.