I wish I could fly. I am so sure. To feel the air under your arms, lifting you up... Doing all these flips and dives... I'd fly past the clouds and go right up to kiss the moon. Wouldn't that be wonderful? You wouldn't have to sit in traffic or pay to go on a plane. You wouldn't have to take the bus to school. Nope, you could just wake up late and fly over.
I've found many coffin-type spaces. In fact, some of them, I really wouldn't mind sleeping in. Yeah, I guess I'm pretty strange.
My dark, flying angel