It’s hard to pinpoint the moment in which you truly find yourself falling. I think it’s when the world around you slows to a blur and all your mind can see is black, rain slanting into the abyss that lays ahead. It’s the moment that you feel completely alone but yet so enclosed. It is when you finally realise you don’t know who you wish to become or who you have been or who you presently are. But at the same time it’s this sensation of falling that you have been waiting for, secretly hoping for. Because you’re finally feeling something incredible, something that is truly and only ever will be your own. It is a feeling only you can have and only you can remember, and it’s with that that you fall with a smile on your face waiting to crash land. Waiting, for the first step into unknown territory.
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