Tag: flying, inspirational-life

I read somewhere that flying is like throwing your soul into the heavens and racing to catch it as it falls.””I don’t think mine would ever fall,” he murmured, looking at the clear cold sky.

I read somewhere that flying is like throwing your soul into the heavens and racing to catch it as it falls.””I don’t think mine would ever fall,” he murmured, looking at the clear cold sky.