Do you ever look up into the sky and see an airplane and wish you were on it?
Or sometimes look at birds flying around the sky and wonder if they ever worry, get sad, get angry? Do they feel selfish or embarrassed or afraid? Scared that they just aren't getting things right?
Do they worry that they are not spending enough time with their kids? Or wonder if they are doing enough for the people who are counting on them? Do they wonder if they are giving enough love and attention to their husbands? Or do they call their mothers enough?
Are they afraid that the bills are piling up? Do they worry about not volunteering at their kids school enough? Are they scared sick of what their kids are going to face in the world as they grow older? Will they lose touch with their kids hearts? Will they lose touch with themselves?
Sometimes I want to fly away.