1,002 Things That I Love.

#55.
Breezes. They really make me think. Do they ever stop? Or do they keep going in the same direction, forever. And, what causes them? Is there a reasonable explanation? Honestly, I think that knowing would take the thrill out of it anymore. I wouldn’t be so excited to feel a cool breeze on a hot day anymore, if I knew exactly what a breeze was. The magic would be gone. Ignorance really is bliss.