It’s funny how gravity really grounds you both physically and emotionally.

This is freaking me out.

If it weren’t for gravity this whole world would just not work at all. It sets the rules that everything revolves around. And the rules give us the normalcy that can be so very comforting.

I can’t really steer myself here. First chance I have I’m getting out.

It’s interesting this weather we’ve been having. We feel better because the winter we’ve grown accustomed to is finally showing signs of being over.

I was about to say this would really suck if the water was freezing.

And yet because it got warmer we ended up here.

I may get be getting the hang of this.

The hang of the weather or the hang of drifting and not being able to hang on to anything at all?

Both probably. But I’m still going to try to get out as soon as I get a chance.