***
As i walked back home, wind blew through my hair making it curl around my ears.
I closed my eyes and let the wind swallow me.
I tried to imagine I was floating.
Flying through the sky.
I tried to imagine I wasn't Dan Howell.
And for a few moments or maybe several I believed it.
I wasn't me.
I was a cloud drifting through the sky.
When i opened my eyes i was back in my bedroom, pulling my window closed.
***
The day this was written was 8/26/16 kinda weird since it'll be a month till I post this...
Well now it's 1/21/19 so it's been over 3 years thats insane
