Journal Entry: February 20, 2012
I am at the swoop before the leap. That point where the momentum – the prospect of air beneath the wings – takes one to their tiptoes, rising. Clumsy from being tethered and ruffled, there is still an air of the fervor my mind once fell to, and I am squinting my eyes now at the climb; the wind and the tears.
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