I want to be a kid again. I want to be afraid for only a few seconds at the top. I want to talk myself into leaning forward and letting gravity take me. I WANT TO JUMP.
I'm not a kid anymore. I'm an adult. But that doesn't mean I can't do this it just takes a bit longer. I have to remind myself of this everyday. The only way I want to live is like this fourth grader.
True to myself. Honest with others. Real. Alive.
In other news...it's spring and the trees around my neighborhood look like this. I can't not be happy when I see them. I have high hopes for this season and what's to come.