When I was small I would sit in the grass right after it rained. i would look up at the sky and want to fly .I would lay for a while just existing in the dew feeling like I was one with the earth .The cool blades of grass would curl when warmed by my body. I turned my best version of myself I dreamt of strips of ribbon tied neatly to each of my toes. These would keep me rooted to the ground.
