What does it feel like to fly? I used to have this dream where I was standing on the top of an old barn out in the middle of a huge field. My hair was blowing in a soft breeze and my arms were raised high. I would lean backwards off of the edge of that old barn with my eyes closed and a feeling would spontaneously overcome my body and I knew something was about to be set in motion. And it felt good. I felt alive and happy and scared and overwhelmed. That feeling was exhilarating.
That's what it might feel like to fly.
