trampolines

trampolines are such a unique creation. squishy, bouncy, dangerous, breathtaking.

i haven't been on a trampoline since i was in london in 2007, where if i remember correctly, there was an injury and all activity was stopped. tonight- i embraced with wide arms a long lost friend, who as a child, i absolutely adored.

i'll admit- at first my footing was shaky and unnatural. i even called myself a "chicken", but slowly i mustered the courage to get some air.

i remember the insanity i used to perform for myself in that back yard i so loved. backflips, front-flips, belly-flops, butt-flops. things that i don't know how i survived in tact.

it's funny how we're so brave as kids. the world is at our fingertips- just one grasp and it's ours for the taking. but as adults we get timid.

we get comfortable in our ruts, and our activities, and forget that we have the ability to enjoy and to just act stupid if we desire.

that moment was exactly what i needed tonight.

do you know that sweet moment i'm talking about?

a moment that makes you feel free. that makes you feel fun. that makes you feel ALIVE. that reminds.

those simple moments where you can sit back, the warm breeze on your skin, the spring glow overtaking the sky, one of the best friends you could ever ask for giggling contently like a four-year old next to you, and just know that today is good- and tomorrow- has infinite possibilities.

so- jump on. trust. realize that you maybe just need to get a little crazy to remind yourself that there's blood flowing in your veins, that there's air in your lungs, and that somewhere, even if a couple of feet down, there's a net ready to spring you back up into the clouds.