For those who know, the big adventure is about to begin, and for once, it's me deciding all the way, how weird....
as in Nice little Penguin song "Flying"
Here I am, I'm on my own
For the first time, really on my own
So will I make it, will it work all right
Can I make it through the night
And I go...
I am flying
In open space
Look at me I’m riding high
I'm the air born master of the sky
And everything beneeth me seems to fade
without a trace without a shape