Have you ever more than anything, wanted to fly? I know there must have been times when you too looked out from someplace high up, on the vastness of the earth and thought how beautiful the world is. When you are above road and the buildings, the wrong paths and the right paths, the polite waves, the awkward looks, all of life's daily disappointments look like dust. You are one with the sky! You are as big as the wind! It is so easy to imagine yourself at that moment swiftly grow wings and take off into the wide, wondrous world before you because your heart already has.
And no matter what you know about anatomy, or gravity or the need for light bones or the impossibility of becoming a gull, it still feels like you should be up there with them gracefully soaring on the wind, spinning on the breeze.
As I am walking to take a large test, I often look up and think Soon my body will become lighter and lighter, until the wind picks me up and gathers me above the trees. Soon I will go faster, smoothly transforming in the air, melting into a bird. I will fly and fly and everything I have seen on the ground will look new and exciting. I will love everything, and so I will be at peace. I will finally know what it is to be truly free!
Free from the questions that burrow like sharp seeds into my skin. I won't have to worry about doing well or what I will do or what I have done. I will simply be. And that will be more than enough.
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