Via Musicom

I was down by the East River, eating a burrito, watching the gulls, when I realized something.

I always idolized birds for their ability to fly, as to any land locked human, it seems like infinite freedom; the ability to raise one’s wings to carry one to new (and possibly better) destinations.

But wings do not beat unaided. It requires energy, stamina, and perserverance to maintain lift. It requires a will to keep flapping, both against the wind and with its current, in calm skies and in turbulent weather.

We should all hope to follow the example of birds on the wing. This year, I will do my darndest to.