♕ |[38]| A perception full of wind, flight, curve, sound:

May 28, 2010 18:20

Floating isn't very much like flying. At least, not flying the way a bird flies, though it's very much the way I fly in my dreams. Like stepping up onto something that isn't there and not stopping. And seeing the room from above, laying on the ceiling, isn't much like looking down from the top of a desk. Even less like looking down by looking up, standing upside down.

I didn't much like that, but I think it's the experience that counts, looking at things from a new perspective. Not whether you prefer that perspective. As long as I was right-side up I enjoyed floating... the same way I enjoyed flying, when I was a bird... but I don't mind keeping my feet on the ground, overall.

curse [after], attempted zen, anti-gravity day, carpe diem, a wish for wings that work, on an upswing, in love with life

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