When I read Flight, I was impressed by your skill with words, but even more amazing was the yearning underlying—or is it overlaying?—every word. I too have struggled with the sky-sickness and fought the flight-longing.

Do you always pack light so the wind might scoop you up? Do you carry aerial maps in case you are blown away? Do you struggle to hilltops just to see the world spread out before your feet? Do you know that the sky is always just a few feet above your reach? Do you sit in the highest branches of trees to watch the clouds? Do you long for a tower, that you may sit amidst the soaring birds? Do you love roller-coasters and tree-swings for the momentary sensation of flight? Do you peddle fast down hills to feel the wind in your face? Do your letters leap toward the heavens? Do you chose stationary with clouds so that your words may float in the sky? Do you obsessively doodle birds? Do you draw winged people who are not angels? Do you memorize the layers of the atmosphere? Do you study meteorology so the weather would not prevent you from soaring? Do you collect music with ascending melodies and lofty lyrics? Do your favorite songs speak of soaring through the sky? Do you check out any books with ‘wings’ in the title? Do your uppermost shelves sag under novels, poems, and short stories about the sky? Do you dream of wings sprouting from your shoulders? Do you scratch your collarbone hoping to feel feathers? Do you struggle with sky-sickness? Do you fight the flight-fever? Seeking wings,             Your friend, Kestrel