By honeydue on Skatehive
How would life change if your default orientation switched instantly from straight forward to down? What's it like soaring through the sky? And how far from the ground can I get before I start missing it? Those are only some thoughts going through my head while waiting to embark on (no exaggeration) one of the coolest surprises of my life. While I can't say I enjoy airline flying, I do adore the sense of leaving everything behind and disappearing into the open heavens, the freedom that comes with it. And what better gift is there than freedom? When @godfish told me we would go flying this weekend, I honestly didn't know what to expect. I had some ideas, but they were all, at their core, intrinsically human ideas, to which @godfish insisted~ It's not falling, it's flying. Falling makes more sense for us humans, because it better iterates our bittersweet relationship with the ground that keeps us forever tethered. Falling is something our feet can understand. Flying, not so much. And yet