Thrust.

Push.

Scratch.

Leaping out.

I’m flying.

Out.

Out into the foggy air.

So freeing.

So happy.

So weightless.

I can see nothing ahead of me.

Nothing behind.

Nothing anywhere.

I’m so free.

I have no worries.

No thoughts.

Just…. _Freedom_.

I can fly forever and ever.

And ever.

And ever.

And I never have to land.

I am completely alone.

I have no burdens.

I swoop up and down and around the nothingness.

Just white fog and cool crisp air.

The air.

It penetrates every part of me.

My lungs first, then the rest of my body.

It sinks in.

I am one with the world.

I am one with everything.

I am free.