Air - this makes me think of airy rooms, and how much my body enjoys the space within. High ceiling, walls wide apart, and mostly emptiness around. If I wanted, I could jump up high or run as fast as I can, in circles or diagonally from one corner to the other. If I wanted, I could do a cartwheel, or two, or three. I’d move through the air freely and never hit a thing. I’d be protected from the elements outside - sun, rain, wind, snow -, and unrestricted by the elements inside - ceiling, wall, furniture, door. A ballroom of one’s own, full of air and ability.
Writing prompt: Air
18 Aug
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