And it's wonderful, exhilarating even--you can feel the winds chasing each other through your hair and the warmth of the sun bathing your face in a golden glow as you race up towards the breaking clouds. She tells you that it feels like flying, and you tell her that maybe if you stretch out your hand and reach upwards, you can almost touch the sky [and sink into it's infinite serenity.]
Almost.
i love reading your posts. <3 i have developed writers block. it may be too many thigs going on but i am inspired by your thoughts :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much <3 Ironic, since you inspire me too :)
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