Humans weren't made to fly.
When I was little, I would watch the birds, thinking how lucky they were. High up there, above our silly world. Free.
But life has its ways, its small moments, that let us fly without hollow bones and feathers.
Passion. Music. Art. Love. These are our wings. And we learn. Through our experiences, our mistakes, our discoveries, we learn to spread our wings. To trust ourselves and jump. Life is just a flying lesson. And we have a lot to learn.
