The wind moves, and things move in it.

We're having a storm: wind and rain. It's lovely. Our power was knocked out for several hours earlier - surprise!





And a fragment for you, possible longer piece, straight from what I remember waking up this morning:
In my dream I knew two things, and both of them were true. I knew that she was my best friend in the world, and I knew that I had never seen her before in my life.

Catching her gaze as I entered the room, I could see that she knew it too.