I dream of flying. I stress-relieve by flying. I research flying. I read about flying. And I’m not talking about being in an airplane, on a trapeze, or anything like that. I mean FLYING. As in, soaring on angel’s wings.
It’s possible.
But sometimes it’s impossible.
It’s called dancing.
I’ve found my wings.
And I’ve learned to fly.
“Dancers are the athletes of God” – Albert Einstein