As a child I used dream that I could fly. The dreams were always very vivid. I could feel the inertia as I banked through the clouds. Every time I stand by this spot between two skies I’m taken back to those dreams and I know that one day I’ll hear a trumpet summoning me to “come up hither” and in the twinkle of an eye I’ll be soaring between two skies.
Amen!!!! In the 😉 of an eye….just lovely ❤
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Thank you Miss Tammy ❤
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You’re most welcome!
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I used to dream I could fly, too. I dreamed I had Dorothy’s ruby slippers from the Wizard of Oz and I flew!
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That’s awesome!
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Those who can’t fly, skydive. 😉
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Ironically, my best friend was a Jumpmaster and he says the same thing. I have always thought getting an ultralight and learning to fly it.
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