From the blog http://www.blissanddrumming.com, Clementine reads this piece.

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I want to say that opening oneself to be vulnerable feels like flying. First you have to push yourself out of the plane, out of the open door through the barrier of fear: fat and sappy and dumb and weak. But once you get over the ledge, once you think, you know what? Hanging out in this loud annoying metal contraption of a mind… or a plane… is over for me. I can’t take it any more! Then, you realize there is no plane. When we can’t take it any more and we throw ourselves overboard into the vast sky of the heart, I gotta tell you, it’s truly like flying. And once you’re out, you really can’t get back in the same way.