I am sending the wind to pester you. I am sending it to make the loose shutter bang against the house and to tangle the washing on the clothesline. I'm sending it to #rifle your papers and leave them in a mess on the floor. But I am also asking it to lift your hair, kiss your neck, and sing you a haunted song through the needles of the pines. May it impede you, distract you, touch you, until such time as I myself again am able to. When the wind comes, think of me.