corvi (corivax) wrote,

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Sine pennis volare hau facilest: meae alea pennas non habent.

The problem with piloting is this:
You never stop. You can't. You belong to the sky, and earth has no more claim on you. Some piece of me, all the best pieces of me, got left where the circle of the sky closes beneath your feet, strung from here to eternity.
Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Though I do wish the pictures I took from the air last time had come out; was going to post them tonight. Ah, well, I suppose I will just have to force myself to go flying again. Terrible burden, that. I don't know how I'll be able to live with myself. :)

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