Paper Airplanes

Wednesday, August twenty-fourth, 2022 One day, while I was sitting, biting my nails, I had a silly thought, So I got out my phone and I asked if you wanted to make a paper airplane You said “sure, why not?” So we got our papers together and laughed for an hour before we actually got to work. I told you about my home upon green mountains deep in the south and how we fold airplanes where I come from and in turn, you brought cookies, but you called them biscuits. And when we finished our airplane didn’t look like everyone else’s it won't win any prizes or change any lives. But we made it together, we laughed and smiled the whole time. It’s beautiful and I wouldn’t change a thing about it. Even if that means it won't really fly.