I am so close. It's like waiting at the edge of a cliff, the sharp dip down below, the massive expanse of refreshing air and while at one time, you may have been frightened, thinking that this big chasm was something that would swallow you whole, you know something more now that you never knew before: you can fly.

In that moment, you can step away from the grim expectations of a majored existence and walk out freely and with confidence into the great unknown, knowing, in some odd way, what carries you, knowing that you are going to be fine, that you are going where you've always wanted to go: across.

You realize that you will not be able to make a home here among the winds and that their caustic force will lead you place never before imagine, but the power of that third dimension, the power to think of going up, that is the strength in it. It is about moving on, transcending the miserable existence of before, stuck on that unholy ledge, neither able to move forward or back and now, freed by tansfiguration of soul and spirit, you can, finally, move on.

This is why I am so excited about summer. This is why, despite the sleet pelting down outside of my window, I feel summer in my bones. It's because I can finally do what I've always wanted to do: be a writer.

What a coincidence, I feel summer in my bones, too! And my skin, and everywhere else. It was hot today. X|
» randomjunk on 2008-05-01 09:20:28

looking forward to ur work as a writer.
» renaye on 2008-05-01 10:18:04

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