โDonโt bury your head in the sand.โ urged the voice.
โFollow your heart, feel the wind race through your hair. I urge you to feel the exhilaration of it all, and create your own special memory. Shout about your experience โ from the rooftops if need be! Just donโt miss the point.โ
I started to feel the power surging throughout my bodyโฆ first through my veins, then my muscles, then my skin and hair. The hunger I felt for this feeling was almost insatiable. What form of madness was this?
With my new and boundless energy I unfurled my wings and soared into the sky โ brooding, grey and with spots of rain. None of that mattered however.
Above the clouds, I floated in a relaxing silence.
The only sound I could hear was that of my hastily beating heart.
Yes.
I was exhilarated. Of that, there was no denying.
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