I’ve come to realize that on some level, we miss the freedom we gave as souls without human bodies. Since I was a kid, I’ve dreamed that I could fly. My soul explains that those are partial memories. I think in some ways, life gets easier as we age, because the stuff that used to seem important no longer is, after experiencing so many things, especially hardships. At the same time, life feels heavier and heavier, not because of hardships, but simply carrying on and dealing with all the crap. Know what I mean?

In any case, I think knowing people like you who get it really helps, and I’m just as grateful to know you. We can support and understand each other, even though we’ve never met in person. What a trip.