I feel like i am standing on my tiptoes. Life is precariously balanced right now. I am in the in between. The moment right before something happens. The air is crackling with excitement. My whole body tingles with anticipation. The story i wrote called "Free Falling" is completely applicable right now. I am about to implode with longing. God is tantilizing me right now with the possible. I am still unsure of where exactly he is leading me, but with Him right beside me holding my hand who cares as long as he never leaves? Sorry to use so many words and make so little sense. But I had to write this down.