Writing Prompt

[Dana Gray]

Here is my writing prompt for October. I am also going to post it to the message board.

The sounds around me fade; the mist in the air, the heavy dirt smell of smog, everything receding to a respectable distance in the background of my consciousness. I am aware only of the weight of my self. My hands. My head. The swing of my arms through the space around me. My feet making contact with the hard surface beneath them. I am walking. I am movement in it’s purest form. I am free of constraints, of the bonds of gravity, the expectations of movement. I am perfect balance. I am not ready to learn to fly.

Dana

Work like you don't need the money.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Love like you've never been hurt.