imagine flying away from all that is stale in your life, all that holds you down. closing your eyes and picturing a neverland of sorts in the near reachable distance. all you need to do is stand on your toes and blow a kiss to the sky with arms outstretched and you're off. wandering the clouds heading to an imagined somewhere. when you land no one will know you, you can start fresh and be who you were meant to be. no judgements, no worries, no time limits. everything flows to a natural breeze, nothing is forced or contrived. your smile tastes like raspberries and your deepest breath feels like a warm hug made out of love.
this is where the bird is soaring, that place in the imagination that can only be true if you believe it.