Young albatrosses can stay up to ten years without touching solid ground, just flying up there in the air. They can spend some six hours without flapping their wings, riding the currents. I guess I will always envy birds for being able to fly, at least most of them.
When I was a teenager I used to have these recurring dreams about flying. They felt so real. Apparently, many people have the same kind of dreams during adolescence. It has to do with wanting to be independent, literally wishing to fly away from your parents' nest. It may well be so. But I just wanted the exhilarating feeling of spreading my arms and going up in the sky. Maybe all teenagers are albatrosses in disguise.
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