so… i want to fly a little. not like a kite with a rope attached to me. not like a bird with a final destination or migrating to another place. no. more like a… hmmm. not sure. maybe flying and floating like fresh smelling soap bubbles.
hmmmm… plooop. never mind. i’ll cease to exist when i burst.
ok… (forget flying and bursting!)
set me up again. ahem….take two.
so….i want to….um…
i want to…
just walk a bit and meet you somewhere. like a kitty with a careless mission.
not sure where or when or if it’s even possible but… here i go. I’ll try. I’ll meet you….
….au bout du monde.