fractal

My typewriter was too loud at 2AM, I hope my horrid handwriting is somewhat legible, scrawled across the page, but it felt fluid, like liquid gliding onto the paper.

I'm jumping again this Saturday, I decided to do another tandem right now and see what my reactions are, the first fall is so...awe inspiring...I couldn't think or breathe or react. But soon I'll be falling alone, nothing but me and the sky and the air and the earth, it will be beautiful and reckless and centered and chaotic, and my feet will touch the ground with serenity on my face because my soul will still be in the air, and I'll laugh at everyone from up above.

I'll let you be my gravity, you'll let me be your planet. It seems like a fair trade.

soon?