The other side of every fear is freedom.
There are those who fly too close to the sun and those who never leave the ground.
I have always envied the brave of heart- the ones who think only of what can be gained rather than what might be lost. These days I find myself wanting to throw caution to the wind and let it carry away what it will. Last night I dreamt I was standing on a high cliff above the sea. Someone close by me fell and I jumped instinctively after them as though I could some how catch them on the way down. I woke with a jolt before I found out whether or not I could really fly.
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