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I Grew Wings One Morning, and Honestly? Best Plot Twist Ever.

You know how some mornings you wake up and the most exciting thing is finding out there’s leftover cake in the fridge?

Yeah, well—this morning wasn’t that.
This morning, I woke up with wings. 

Imagine that!!!!

Not the metaphorical kind like "I feel so free today!" Nope.

Actual. Feathery. Wings.

Attached. To. My. Back.

At first, I thought it was some wild leftover dream from bingeing fantasy shows and accidentally sleeping with lavender oil and a manifestation playlist on.

Now, let me paint the scene.

I’m sitting up in bed, wearing a stretched-out pajama top that says " Hello Sexy me " and shorts that may or may not be from 2009. I look like a celestial chicken who’s two coffees away from functioning.

But here’s the wild part: once the initial panic faded (and I verified via mirror that I hadn’t sprouted anything weird elsewhere), something beautiful happened.

I started smiling.

Because if life randomly hands you wings, what else can you do but laugh and lean into the madness?

So, I did the most sensible thing anyone in my position would do.

I calm.

I made coffee.

With wings.

Which, by the way, makes stirring with a spoon a hazardous task. But I managed.

And then I stepped onto the balcony, took a deep breath, and flew.

Like, actually flew.

First destination?

Bali. PERHAPS!

Because let’s be honest—if I have wings, I’m not going to waste my first flight going to the office or the minimart.

I needed ocean breeze, not traffic fumes.

So there I was, soaring above the clouds, occasionally shouting, “Wheeeee!” like a toddler on Red Bull. I may have startled a few birds and accidentally ruined someone’s drone shot, but listen—when you’ve got wings, you earn the right to be a little chaotic.

I landed barefoot on warm sand, ordered a coconut, and stretched my new limbs under the sun like it was the most natural thing in the world. And in that moment, I realized that i was dreaming:
Maybe these wings weren’t just a quirky plot twist.

Maybe they were a reminder.

A reminder to lift myself out of autopilot.
To play. To explore. To let my heart be light again.

To believe that something magical can still happen on a random Tuesday morning, even if you’re wearing ugly pajamas and forgot to do your skincare routine the night before.

Because maybe the wings were never really the point.

Maybe it’s what you choose to do with them that makes life feel like flying.

And here I am sitting on the running bus.. giddiness all over me! 

Well...

—Maybe the wings were never really the point.
Maybe it's what you choose to do with them
that makes life feel like flying.—

Love, 

Chits

Ps. I just had 2 black coffee , creativity engine on and so bear with me! 

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