Seeking Solace in the Sky

The scenery doesn't matter.  The temperature becomes obsolete.  Every noise fades into the distance and the only sound I hear is the quickened thump of my heart and the rushing of the wind.  The air envelopes me and thoughts become a thing of the past.  There is no time to think if you are becoming one with the sky. 

I am strong, I am focused, I am airborne. 


I am free. 

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