Reaching the highs, where the most authentic lives are lived, easing across the skyline, dreading yet expecting the plummet.

Often where the desire to have fun outweighs the fear of imperfection.

Lowering to a place where isolation becomes clear, where the angst of missed opportunity is knocking on your door.

Looking for the high that we so ever desire, yet only reach it at the most unexpected times.

Eager to soar, to see, to experience, at times seems like the only pulling thread.

Rising above what once was the best. Living out every dream ever dreamt

Crossing each path with a decision to make, every imprint, every character, has the capability to be an influence.

Overtime recognizing those who were true, those who were meant to stay and protect.

Anger, doubt, agitation and more, lows yet without them we would see no highs.

Standing and reflecting on the times that have passed, waiting and anticipating on the top encounters.

Trying to make the most of what is love, memories, and time.

Ever so carefully approaching the edge before the drop, inhaling and exhaling as the wood creeks.

Riding what feels like the longest experience in life. Ups and downs, rights and lefts, all to make a full circle, but the gaps are still yet to be discovered.