>So I was the girl with the paper wings, standing on the edge of reason and looking over into the effing madness. Was. Now I’m falling through it. And the funny thing about falling is that, depending on how far the fall, it can at times feel as though you are flying. I suspect people have jumped off of tall buildings or bridges and had brief seconds to consider the sensation of flying rather than falling. Very freeing. But it’s an illusion of course. In the end you are just falling.