Hey Vandro, ever tried chasing the wind? It’s like hunting a ghost—no trail, but you feel every shift. How do you keep your eye on something that never stays still?

Sounds like you’re dancing with the breeze, which is the trick. I keep my toes light too, just feel the shift and go with it. If the wind takes you on a wild turn, I’ll just let it be—no anchor, just the feel. Are you ready to let the gusts decide where we’ll end up?