Today I notice the way the baby robins claw and clamor over one another.
It’s nearly time. The nest is too small for their spirit, for their soaring, for their size.
Maybe you can relate.
At some point, it’s time. Where you are isn’t quite enough. Maybe the people around you stifle you. Maybe you always feel like you’re clawing for space. You look out from where you are, wide-eyed and ready.
Tomorrow, you’ll do it. You’ll break away from something that makes your life too small–a habit, a lifestyle, a way of thinking–and you’ll tumble into the bright sunlight.