Roaring and Flying

Hear me roar thirtyfootscrew

(Credit: thirtyfootscrew on flickr )

Sometimes I want to turn into a giant mouth and roar at the world. It’s like a shock through my nervous system. One minute I’m doing the dishes, then shock! Cue roaring.

But I know roaring will only make things worse, so I remember the exhilaration of flight; the moment of breaking through the clouds to where the light burns the eyes and the wind whips away everything but the very core of ones being.

I remember being up there,



and free.

Then I can release the roar with a sigh and continue with the dishes.

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  1. Dada

     /  February 1, 2016

    This struck a chord with me ๐Ÿ™‚


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