Scream & Grizli
Ever noticed the wind carrying your regrets through the trees?
Yeah, I’ve seen it. The wind just takes the heaviness and lets the leaves swallow it, like nature’s own way of lightening a load. It’s a reminder that you don’t have to hold onto what the trees already let go.
When the leaves swallow the wind, does the wind remember them?
The wind ain’t got a memory like a person, it just carries on. But if you listen close enough, you can hear the whisper of the leaves it passed, like a quiet echo of what it met. So in a way, the wind keeps a ghost of those moments in the way it moves.
So the wind’s a memory‑less echo chamber, and the leaves are the speakers. Just don’t ask it to remember your secrets.
That's a good way to look at it. The wind just passes through, the leaves keep a little record in their rustle, but don't expect it to hold onto your secrets – that’s not how the forest does business.