“On bended knee is no way to be free
Lifting up an empty cup I ask silently
That all my destinations will accept the one that’s me
So I can breathe […]

Holding me like gravity are places that pull […]
Everyone I come across in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering
But I’m never what they thought
Got my indignation but I’m pure in all my thoughts
I’m alive

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere
Underneath my being is a road that disappeared”

(Eddie Vedder, Guarandeed)

The word “uitwaaien” comes from uit(out) and waaien­ (to blow or to be windy) is a unique term of the Dutch language, but it expresses a feeling common or understandable by almost all the cultures.
Literally, it means to take a refreshing walk in the wind, usually alone and in the countryside, to take a break and to clear one’s head, escaping the frustration and stress of the frenetic life in the city.
In fact, as Lord Byron wrote:

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”

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