Darkening Lights and Pizza Pie Nights

I once lived a life of adventure where the wind was always at my side. It would sail my ship sail through dangerous waters and it was always at my back. Now it must go. The wind is leaving my hair to go blow through the leaves of a tree somewhere else and help the land grow. So for now I must learn to live a life without the wind being my guide. It will return one day to fill my sails again. But that is a different adventure for another season.