Perihelion

 I find myself lost deep in thoughts and dreams of the day next summer when I try to fly like Icarus, but instead I will enter the sea first, as a primordial fish, and fall to Earth as the newly transformed human. I will find my own personal perihelion, as I expect a date with the Sun that day, and we will battle each other until one has claimed the victory. My wings are going to be stronger than wax though, and I expect I will find a way to dance in the sky, and put my name into the book of life as Ironman.

 Perihelion, here I come.