Falling Forward

I like to think that when we walk, we are in a constant state of falling.

Think about it: We take a step, we are falling. We take another step, we are falling. The only thing that stops us from falling forward is the ability to walk.

I fall all the time. My feet don’t do what I want them to, no matter how desperate I am for them to walk properly. They trip me up, they trip themselves.

I feel sometimes that my feet are playing tricks on me, that they want to see me trip and fall, that Cybill Paulsen is waiting somewhere nearby in the bushes and he has strung an invisible string across my path.

He sits with glee in the shadows, waiting for it to cut into my feet and ankles, to draw blood from my fall like a sacrifice.

Decorating the pavement like rain drops.

Advertisements

About Jamieson Wolf

Jamieson an award winning, number-one bestselling author. He writes in many different genres. Learn more at www.jamiesonwolf.com
This entry was posted in Walking. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s