I smile and kiss his cheek in return. The water looks amazing. I see the boat make a U turn and we start back in the other direction. I sigh and try to take in every moment before we get back.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
They unstrap us and I take a step forward. It feels weird not being in the air. I feel odd, unbalanced. I turn back to Chance and grip his hand again. "That was fantastic."
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth. — Kate Chopin, The Awakening