灰灰的北城天空，沒有帶傘，偶觸的午後雨滴沁涼。很久沒有來台北城，人車潮湧雖然依然令我不耐，與久違友人相約的興奮卻讓情緒蒸發隨風。
桌上的鬆餅和著蜂蜜及奶油，甜滋滋的，卻未讓我想起正執行的減肥計畫，想起的反倒是當初成篇的夢想，當初的數人而今境遇各有不同，但只有我已朝完全不同的方向走去，是放棄或是逃避不得而知，築夢踏實的理想仍在發酵，只是動力不知何時卻已減弱？
在咖啡館，從二樓往下望，前方是兩位約莫四十的女人，正比手畫腳地談話；我戴著耳機，和她們的距離也遠得足以讓言語片段消散，但我所見的眼角的魚尾紋，也是多個年輕夢想堆砌的紋路吧？
Corrinne May的Fall to fly鼓勵自己不要再次失去動力，進步的空間這麼寬廣，腳步堅定些，追尋的過程就會更加有趣。EVA說要追求永恆的美，霎那間我有點暸解了，雖然永恆很難追逐，過程中又有太多危險地帶，一時，厭倦了，就停下，何必怕風景太美暫時矇蔽了我們的眼睛？
雨是詩、樂如畫、雲成篇、風吻頰。
潮是離、舞如泉、春成章、吻執手。
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Fall to fly
On winter days the snow would glisten like a sea of diamonds in the sun
All bundled up in hat and mittens
I'd be out the foor and on the run
To the meadow my place
Beneath branches of icy lace
Arms held out eyes shut closed
I'd lean back and just let go
And I would fall to fly
A snow white angel I'd spread my wings to the sky
How I'd glide
But soon I craved the city lights
They seemed far brighter than the moon on snow
Turned in my wings for earthly things
Forgot the feel of clouds on indigo
I was strong, I was proud
Keeping both feet on the ground
I feared that love just like I feared heights
I just didn't realise
And I would fall to fly
A snow white angel I'd spread my wings to the sky
How I'd glide
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