The potential to soar and be free. I've always had a love for the sky and as such, I've always likened it to the heart. There are grey days and there will be bright days, but like life, if only ever grey, you can always see through the clouds to find the rising sun. I truly believe we can fly; whether you choose to see that as a metaphorical statement or me really believing that we can defy gravity; the choice is yours. The days are naturally dark is my view, but it's the belief within ourselves that make the day shine regardless of whether the sun is already out or not. I guess the question is, do you believe you can fly?