Flying to freedom

There is something amazing about being free. It's like you could fly away into a place so distant. Your feet are grounded but your heart is in the sky. It's a feeling that only comes a few moments in a lifetime, if that. Such a contentness in a moment that your a complete new person. Sometimes it occurs in the middle of the day, in a street full of people. Or staring off into the distant beauty of nature while on a bushwalk. Or sometimes it's in the middle of the night, when your on your own. Swinging on an old playground, rusted and fading. Swinging so high, you feel like your flying. Not a soul around to haunt you or tear you down. It's just you in a world of possibilty. of bright future. And it's in that moment where freedom is felt. Freedom.