Falling through the sky, I have one million things going through my head, none of them including my hair. After being literally tossed and turned amidst high whipping winds , (not complaining here because that’s the funnest part) I pull my parachute. I wish there was someone around to document what state I’m in at this point. Other than being filled with utter euphoria and adrenaline seeping into why veins, I look an absolute mess..