Freefall – in complete surrender. Falling backward into the depth without knowing where you’ll land
Strings start to snap off from you as you fall
But as you fall you find you’re being carried. It’s more like you realize you start floating
Bubbly, airy, like falling on a cushion of feathers
It is a NEW WAY of living
A bit surreal, but pleasant
You start living from the ceiling (😆)
