I can't help but thinking about an introduction on Shakespeare I read. It was talking about how we are all just on this globe, hanging there amongst everything else in the universe (in reference to his globe theatre). So many instances in this world leave us hanging in the midst of so many things. When do we cut the string to begin our free fall into the unknown? Is that even possible?
Here I sit. I am hanging by this thread. Just waiting for that string to break.
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