I didn't trip, nor stumble, I fell.

I've fallen.

Harder than before.

This time for good reason.

Unplanned and unorganized.

Yet I wasn't afraid.

I wasn't very cautious.

I never hestistated.

I just leaned to the edge and fell.

This time it didn't hurt.

In fact the fall was pleasant.

Brushed a bit through the trip

But I've managed to sustain no major injuries

Simply minor bruises that in time healed.

I learned to be more resilient

I evolved from the time before

And I grew wings

When I fell this time

I soared.

I flew.

Right into what I could only imagine perfection to feel like

Not quite perfect but close enough.

I glided gently through a journey

One so unique it would seem almost impossible

A journey that has introduced me to...

New sights

New faces

New smiles

Bigger laughs

Better memories

Good times.

A journey I am still taking

It's funny because when you fall its hard to breath

I've been holding my breath for a year now

Each sip of air taken is one that reminds me that I'm still falling

My stomach is in my chest

My heart keeps skipping a beat

It's hard to breath

However, for this fall I don't need air

Breathing is simply not a thought

I'm falling

Not grabbing hold to anything around me

Just continuing to land somewhere unknown

I'm not afraid

Neither am I shy of the uncertainty

The unknown is what attracts me

The fall is what makes the journey worth while

I've leaned over the edge and fell

Simply because I want to be taken to my unknown

To face falling again

Uninhibited by my fall before

I didn't trip

Nor stumble

I've fallen

I'm still falling

And this time I am enjoying each moment of my fall.