There are times on this journey that I wish I could fly more easily above the daily grind, obstacles, and limitations. Early this evening I lay on my back in the grass under our big old oak tree and just listened to the birds all around me. A small, cool breeze came from nowhere and then it changed direction and softly blew across my face. An oak leaf drifted to the ground next to my head. In that moment was a perfection and a reminder to carry on.
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