#43 A Passerby
An eccentric bird flew over me today. I looked up, astonished, to fathom who could beat me in my own skies. I followed her, she was fast. We flew together, did some sweet swings, shared experiences. Never did i see a bird of that caliber touch such great heights. Literally! I flew closer to her, both in awe and admiration. To know more. We flew from sharing acquaintances, to becoming friends, to liking each other. At least i did. But. She was the one to explore what her skies didn't offer. Fly with others and more. After all, she was just passing by and I was mounting new heights. Our skies were never the same, they just intersected.