Do you dream of flight? I do…
Not in some tin can or other man-made contraption, but under my own power, as birds and wizards do.
My takeoffs are ungainly, with tremendous flapping of arms, but eventually I begin to soar…
These are the dreams that leave me regretting their end – I wake from them reluctantly, but more content and relaxed than others I have had.
I so desire to find some activity in my waking life that allows me to achieve such joy… such exhilaration… such bliss…
To that end, come this new month, I begin to try something new – tomorrow is my pre-flight check-in.
Prepare for take-off…
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