Escapade .......

There's this feeling... that I'm having a free fall...

what lies beneath is blurred

could be a bed of roses... or a bed of rocks.

Invisible.

If its rose, then I am lucky

If rocks...

well, then its going to hurt real hard.

This is strange. Meaningless may be.

Or maybe this is the sole reason why relationships exist...

Like a magnet... to pull you back.

You never get to see whether the bed was of roses or rocks.

For better or for worse...

That's good in a way...to have no idea what lies ahead.

...makes the journey fascinating.

Its sarcastic...

How we often spend a fortune to experience adrenaline rush...

when the real adventure lies in the little things we do everyday.