Freedom.
It is interesting how everyday you wake up just to face the pressures of your social inadequacies; your work responsibilities that seem to drive you a little bit more mad each day; and yourself, as you stare at the circles in your eyes remembering all of the different paths that you could have taken.
What if you could will yourself to fly off, leaving all the bullshit that you have to worry about behind? You find a group of other flying folk that stumbled upon this inert ability that we all forgot that we share. We all stare at each other’s eye circles, understanding what it took for all of us to get to this point of no fucks, as we fly around, battling, playing, and living the life that we all felt that we deserved.
We did what we wanted, who we wanted, when we wanted, and where we wanted.
No judgements. No limitations.
This is the level of freedom that I want to wake up to everyday.
I’m Crazy, though, so ignore me.
NRBalthazar