I’m not going to lie, I feel scared being this high; to be this happy frightens me. I’ve lost it all before. It’s not unlike me to me it all again. But maybe it’s that weightlessness that comes with this risk. That momentary sense of flight that comes with being with someone that cares. With have friends who are there for you. With having a future in front of you.
Four days ago, I was with some of the best people this marvellous 21st Century innovation known as the Internet has given me in a picturesque Melbourne park. In four days time, I will be flying over one of the most beautiful (and definitely the most fragile) parts of the world. Tonight, I watched a beautiful film laying alongside someone that somehow makes things around me all the more brighter.
I worry I could lose it all. Maybe I should stop worrying and enjoy the flight.