Today’s the day.
You followed the tracking number.
Took today after work to stay home for the package.
Say by the door, browsing social media while you waited.
Then a knock at the door sends your heart racing.
You sign for the package.
Oh god, it’s here.
You followed the tracking number.
Took today after work to stay home for the package.
Say by the door, browsing social media while you waited.
Then a knock at the door sends your heart racing.
You sign for the package.
Oh god, it’s here.
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The small, gold card stock box inside is smaller.
The small gold velvet case inside that is just slightly smaller.
Inside that, nestled in gold silk is a coin, solid gold, about the diameter of a nickel & twice as thick.
Hands shaking, you pull it out.
Shaking, you hold it tight in your hands and hold it close to your heart.
It’s warm. Comforting.
You’re beyond sure of this. You want it more than anything else. No matter what it costs, no matter what it takes.
You put it in your pocket, double check for holes.
You go to sleep with it tucked into your pillow case.
You dream of flying that night.
Nothing. Not yet, anyways. You know it sakes longer than that but your soul aches for this. You double check that your coin is safe.
Tumbling it your hand, flipping it, listening to the beautiful note it makes.
It becomes something like a touchstone for you. Comforting, calming, invigorating.