#031 Swallow's Arc

Fall deep, rise high, my pretty swallow. For the world is only flat from a certain perspective.

Hunt down your fears with ferocious hunger and chase your dreams until you are out of breath. Count your age not in numbers but in experience; Waterdrops make waves within the pool of history and you -my marvellous thing- create hurricanes with the sweep of your wings.

Fly with the pack, don’t bear the storm alone. Wherever they go, you can make your home.

Follow your path through wind and rain, and be free as you are.

Nothing will forever be the same.