Learning to fly

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An airplane was flying overhead and I said to Lil’ Sport, “I wonder if they can see us in the pool.”  She pointed out that we weren’t in the pool, we were on the patio playing cards, under a canopy, so no they probably couldn’t.  “All right, all right but what if they could?  Wouldn’t that be cool?”

“I guess”, she said.

I remember the last time I was on a plane looking down at the patchwork of fields wondering about the lives of the people I couldn’t see but knew were down there.  Are they happy? Is someone suffering?  Is this a special day for someone?  Do they know I’m up here?

As a child Chrysanthemum always wanted the ability to fly.  I wonder if she could fly, where would she go?  What would she see?

If it were me I would want another super power to got with it; to shrink – the fly on the wall theory in action.  But do I really want to hear/see the insides of people’s lives?  Not the people I know.  But it would be interesting to float into the lives of strangers.  Not to pry but to understand how and why they do the things they do.  To answer the question, “What were they thinking?”

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College Prep

Chrysanthemum and I went to a meet and greet for FIDM on Saturday. I know she’s ready, but I’m not. I love her. *sigh*