I loved reading the book, but how sad.
Sad that this was one I could not write.
Wrongly so. It turned out what I would write was enjoyed by many and even celebrated by some of them every year.
When you look up at a sculpture you might feel smaller, not that gargantuan eighteen feet tall.
When I looked skyward at the thirty stories of a new building, I wondered how I would ever get to the top.
Now, I am higher than the highest floor and my feet are planted firmly on the ground.