I like walking down my quiet street and closing my eyes as I head along the footpath. It gives me a sense of space and weightlessness... defying gravity, kind of. There is a certain recklessness to it, safe recklessness, pussy recklessness, sure and a certain trust in the unknown, in my remaining senses, all at the same time. I can almost feel them pulse the moment my eye lids slide shut. It feels cool, kind of like floating, or drifting in time and place. There is that sense of gliding, skimming through the air.
Floating. Close your eyes and jump. Take the leap. Let go.