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They say the only way is up — but could I possibly fly? As if I were expected to lift myself on legs never taught to leave the ground. A ladder is not enough. Nor a plane. Even a rocket can only reach so far. It is spoken as though I am meant to reach for the stars — as if anyone truly knows where they begin. But I was so focused on going upward that I forgot where I already was. That instead of flying I could walk. Run. Or simply sit and look above me without needing to arrive there. Somewhere. Am I not allowed to want other things? To reach for the ocean, the fields, the mountains — To reach for a home or person. A life that expands not in length, but in horizons of width and depth.
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Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 10:54 AM UTC
monue
planes of ascent
They say the only way is up — but could I possibly fly? As if I were expected to lift myself on legs never taught to leave the ground. A ladder is not enough. Nor a plane. Even a rocket can only reach so far. It is spoken as though I am meant to reach for the stars — as if anyone truly knows where they begin. But I was so focused on going upward that I forgot where I already was. That instead of flying I could walk. Run. Or simply sit and look above me without needing to arrive there. Somewhere. Am I not allowed to want other things? To reach for the ocean, the fields, the mountains — To reach for a home or person. A life that expands not in length, but in horizons of width and depth.
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