The Gift of Falling

The Gift of Falling

I looked up at the little colorful rocks above my head. They were of different sizes and shapes. The question was “Which one do I reach for?” I could feel my arms muscle straining trying to hold my weight as I considered my options. I hadn’t made up my mind when my...

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