Single Fin

Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.

Ernest Hemingway

  • 5th
  • March
  • 2010

Fly Away

I wish I were a bird. I could fly anywhere in the world. See anything that I desired; Like the fjords in Norway , or the surf in Hawaii.  I wouldn’t need any material possessions. I could build a home with my beak and claws. I could live in California for a while , then fly to Paris and perch myself atop the Eiffel tower. I’d hunt and gather for my food; Living that great nomadic lifestyle. I’d depend solely on myself and get great joy from living a totally free spirited life. Until I flew into the cosmos forever.

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