Remember.

There was nothing like it.

I’ve never felt anything like it.

The minute my feet parted from the ground, it was amazing.

From the cold breeze to the deafening sounds of the wind crashing through my whole body to the green hills and the blue rocky stream to the blinding rays of the sun to the cotton-like clouds and to the seemingly tiny people waiting for me on the ground, it was enchanting.

If I could live up there, just floating through the sky, I would.

I remember the day vividly.

I remember crashing to the ground and the pain. I remember the thoughts I had. I remember the taste of blood. I remember the smell of cigarettes while waiting for the ambulans.

It’s a day I’ll never forget. It was such a funny day.