I don’t quite have the capacity or mental clarity to expound on this right now. It’s generally good, though, and has a lot to do with last night, and it’s implications for the future. This song sort of addresses some of my feelings on the subject.

The moment right before you realize you’re falling, you’re free. In that split-second before gravity - and reality - take over, you can do anything. But, oh, that moment when you realize you’re going to fall.

I’m reminded of something Townes Van Zandt once said:

I decided I was going to lean over until I… just to see what it felt like all the way up to approaching when you lost control and you would fall. And I realized that to do it, you know, I would have to fall. Like I just started leaning back really slow, really paying attention, and fell, you know. And I landed four stories down, flat on my back. I can remember the impact, exactly what it felt like.

And then, of course, Arthur Dent taught me the secret of flying is to throw yourself at the ground… and miss.

Maybe one of these days I’ll try my hand at flying.