It was a windy day and I could see seagulls gliding toward the wind just before my eyes on my balcony. They were sure gliding but the wind was so strong that they seemed to be stopping in the air, and therefore I could watch them in a close distance for a while. They didn't manage to move their wings using energy. All they did to fly was setting their body into the wind without using energy. They looked comfortable, and even elegant for me and I had a bit of jealousy to them because I have to cost a lot of money and energy to fly myself. If I were to born in this world again, to be born as a seagull is not a bad option.
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