Sometimes I wish I were a bird so I could fly away.
Flying away for me wouldn't mean escape. It would mean exploration. Finding new corners of the world I live in, corners I didn't even know existed, corners that would enrich my soul from the bottom up.
If I wanted to, I could sit for a while and enjoy nothingness. I could just sit on the wire and stare into the unknown horizon before me and whistle sweet songs in my head while I watch the others fly by, getting along with their busy days.
...and so my momentary daydream comes to an end.