I kicked off of the ground and headed to the sky. This time, I would go higher. The bright blue sky and the sunshine beckoned me. No clouds in my way.
Below me I saw the trails I hiked on sunny afternoons like this, traveling beneath me in speeds greater than I can traverse them on foot. But the ground was not my focus--up up up I flew.
Today the skies were not empty. I waved to a man flying a collection of furniture through the sky. He waved back as I realized that the chest of drawers he was sitting upon looked a lot like the one I fished my socks out of that morning.
And was that my sofa trailing behind him?
No matter. My focus was the sky. And the warm air gently caressing my skin and fluttering my hair. And how my stomach leapt each time I angled upward and gained yet more altitude.
But was I gaining altitude or losing it?
In the distance I saw the city materialize on the horizon, the skyscrapers and the wide roads that lead to them.
The metal and glass structures pulled my feet to them like a magnet, but I wasn't quite sure why.
I landed softly on the top of a skyscraper and kicked off again to continue my flight. But instead of up, I floated down. I landed on a railing for a balcony and kicked up again to only float slowly down. Down to where I could see people through windows talking and working, down to where the sunlight faded, down to where the noise of the city engulfed the silence of flying through the air.
Down to where the sky was only a small patch at the top of the buildings. I could only see it when I craned my head upward. I could reach for it but my feet still pulled me gently down.
I landed on the sidewalk and took several steps forward as I looked around to determine where I was. I nearly ran into a man, so I twirled around quickly and walked in the other direction.
He followed. I walked. He followed.
I stopped and turned to face him. "Don't touch me!" I yelled, pointing at him angrily to hide the fear that was spreading in me.
"I think this is where you're supposed to be," he said simply.
Silence.
He added, "Your furniture arrived this morning."
