Flight
While looking for a theme for this blog, I thought about my love of origami, discovered during the pandemic, and how healing it has been, often just making paper birds.
I thought about my love of origami, discovered during the pandemic, and how healing it has been, often just making paper birds.
As I try to discover and shape myself, Paper birds have been crucial.
I’ve also been thinking a lot recently of my lost dream of learning to fly, And how there were years — actual, literal years when I could’ve flown. I could’ve flown in that time post-cataract surgery. It’s easy to blame years of crippling grief, Oh but it’s also simply that I forgot to dream. I grounded myself.
That opportunity will not come again in this lifetime. A dream deferred is a dream lost.
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