notaquantumphysicist
DING. the idea went off in her head, cartoon lightbulb, bright face, figner in the air - the whole shebang. She knew exactly what was going on. And, as expected, the bright face fell, the finger in the air fell, and hte bulb turned into a balloon which fizzled dissapointedly. She knew there was no way she could get out of it this time.
Unfurling from her back, covered in feathers. The strange wonderfullness of it all. The soaring and the gliding across the sky. She felt it all. The wind and the clouds and every piece of nature she could she. She was truly one with it and that made her joyful.