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Falling Out Of A Plane.

It's not really "jumping" when you jump out of a plane.

It's more like falling out of a plane.

Literally.

You push forward and with the slightest of effort, you are suddenly falling through the sky. Flipping over. Catching the wind's balance. Your face is pushed up as your cheeks flap violently back and forth.

A glorious 40 seconds of free fall flight

All from the simple decision to fall out of a plane.

I would fall out of a plane every day if I could. I would rush to meet the earth...but just in time, I would release the canopy and swoop up. Diving and spinning through the air. Coming to land. Letting the adrenaline flow directly through my vocal cords in the loudest of whoops.

The whole time, with the biggest grin on my slobbered up gravity-pushed face. 

Every day.

I would fall out of a plane.

Every day. 

I fall out of a plane.

Every day.

I choose to do something that requires me to simply fall.

Every day.

I choose to fall out of a plane.

Even if from the comfort of my pajamas.

:)

Even better? 

Let's fall out of a plane together.

Much love,
Adrienne

Adrienne Perrot