I am studying the aerodynamics of flight for
research for my science-fiction fantasy novel, so when I saw a small plane
flying over the public library I had my primal fear of making sure it stayed in
the sky rounded off by an appreciation and wonder of understanding something
amazing. It was magical because often I
don’t appreciate. I am usually feeling
fear about something. Since July of this
year, it's been, I understand this.
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