I wish I could fly. I don't have some weird obsession with flying or birds or the sky. I just want to be able to leave. I want to be able to just up and fly away when things get too hard or too stressful. Flying would grant me the freedom I've always dreamt of. I could leave this town. I could leave this city, leave this state, leave this country. I could start a new life somewhere else. I could get a new name, create a new me, and the world would be none the wiser. My past would no longer haunt me everywhere I go. I could be the man I've always dreamt of being. No one could stop me if I could defy gravity. I would be in control of my life and choices. If things start to turn sour, I could spread my wings, take to the skies, and start all over again.