i am flying. and i’m
March 28th, 2003i am flying. and i’m afraid to fall.
a phrase like a thousand moments. ‘cause there, while we’re flying, more free than thoughts, more free than what our marginal, chaotic, day by day life will ever permit us tomorrow, there we waste our time worrying about the fall.
one day we’ll die, inexorably. enjoy the flight while it lasts.
(at least let yourself die a happy man)