to weep for rain
© Photo by brookeshaden

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Shooting atop the sand dunes had me thinking about tornadoes. I could see gusts of wind stirring up tornadoes of sand while driving down the road next to the dunes. They looked so small, but I imagine I was farther away than I thought. I imagine they were so big that they could have easily swallowed me whole. In a way, that would be a welcome change: to be taken in by something so much bigger than myself.
Sometimes I forget to appreciate how small I am. I forget to remember that being small keeps people questioning, wondering, and always exploring. It brings inspiration.