bonafide

Today, as I was sitting on the bus, I was listening to Kevin talk about how the universe never ends (due to a game on an iPod touch where you are a little creature that bounces and your objective is to get as high as possible. You never stop bouncing.)
And I looked up at the sky, and thought about how the universe never ends. You will never hit a dead end, no solid wall that stops you.
And then I thought about the sky, how vast it is.
And then I thought about how strange it is that there is so much space around us, yet we are so confined to these small portions of the earth.
Or rather mostly stuck on the ground.
I want to fly.