I believed I could fly.

I used to think that I could fly, if I really, really, just believed. R. Kelly sure was an inspiration. That song, I’d play it on repeat and I believed his words — “If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it”.

I really believed that one day it would happen, and I would fly. 
I had dreams, recurring dreams of flying. Simple things, no superman dreams; playing a game of football in the school playground and the ball gets kicked on the roof. The roof which has claimed so many footballs and frisbees alike over a schooling period, lost into the roof void. 
In my dreams however, I’d just fly on up there, no wings as such, just sort of levitate I guess, onto the roof and get the ball, much to the delight of my fellow classmates. Yes, simple flying dreams. But true to me, I believed it so much, it featured in my dreams regularly and I honestly believed it would one day resonate true in my life.

Then as time passes, we grow older, a little less imaginative, a little more cautious, a little more skeptical about magic and hold different opinions on reality and things that could/couldn’t possibly happen. I still hanker onto that inner child, that imagination, that belief in the magical, the wonderful, the “unicorn” of the animal kingdom.

So here I am, 27, older, wiser. I’ve seen more, had more truths explained, unfolded, told. I’ve tasted more, the bitter, the sweet, a lot of what life’s got to offer. I’ve done a fair amount at this age of a perfect cube. The atomic number of Cobalt, 27Co. Twenty seven years on this beautiful planet. In that same time though, I’ve been living at part in an alternative space, the one we shy away from the older we get. That area of the magical, the slightly weird, the wondrous yet the blissfully ignorant state. Where things haven’t been tested or tasted too much. Where you’re own experience of what is, is more than the rules written or stories told, lessons learnt. The older I get, the more I strive to remain in that alternative space and not let go of my piece of Neverland.

Keep looking up, inward, and dreaming.