A relationship with gravity…and other emotions


I'm at the point where falling feels good. I'm not sure the exact point at which I realized I was falling, but I can no longer determine a point at which I have not been falling.

feel feel fell.

I think I have a knack for this now

and all at once accepting this new sensation of having no footing granted me an awareness that being pulled further and further toward something unknown like...


and the senselessness of fighting something so certain and natural created a sense of ease.

since then it's as if the pull has been weaker, I feel fuller take up more space have more mass,

yet I fall slower.