All I knew was this was where I wanted to be. Far above it all. Untouched by worldly worries. Free.
Free from responsibilities. No cares. No one that could hurt me.
Oops. Did I say that last one out loud? I felt a jar in the air currents that brought me down a notch. Did my wings slip?
Was this all about escaping hurt and pain?
Maybe it was just a fantasy after all. Would I come crashing down amidst the rubble of other hopeful humans, trying to escape?
If not up, then where could we go?
I settled on a low flying cloud and looked down. The earth was blue and green. I couldn’t see humans from this height, which made me glad because weren’t they the cause of all the trouble?
Oops. There I said it again.
Blaming other people for my misery.
Okay, this angel thing isn’t working for me. I am bringing all my nasty thoughts with me. I’m no angel.
And then I started to fall. Down, down, swirling with the whirlwinds, drifting like falling leaves, closer and closer to the ground.
Thump. Ouch! Okay I had hit rock bottom. In fact, I had hit a rock. A big gray slab of granite poking out of the earth. Oh, great.
Was that rock laughing at me?
It seemed to have a smirk on its hard face. Or was I just imagining it?
No, it was looking right at me.