#89: Were you flying today?
Will there ever be a day…
I understand that today was just not the day. It was long, hard, or it went by quick, or you just had a lot on your plate, as always. I understand you had to act serious and rational.
I understand that it can’t be roses every day: you have to work hard, do things you don’t like, persevere, suck it up, stay up late, endure, fight.
I understand that you are not in the position to fly or to even dare wonder about it. We are not born equal and flying requires all that privilege you don’t have.
I understand that you know not how to fly, or how to even start, what to do, where to put your feet. Nobody explained to you how to do it, nobody wrote a book or made a course about this.
I understand all of that. But I still wonder: