Having come so far as to realize I am catching up on myself, while all the time not catching up on my sleep nor my reading. Good thing I no longer have schoolwork or bookwork because then they would all be piling up, and the only thing I can do anymore is fall upwards so it would seem.
 Here is how I came to find myself falling upwards. It must have been late at night, or very early in the morning. I woke up to check my pulse, and did not have one. Fearing the worst, I flung myself upon the floor, but the floor it moved and space took it’s place. Seeing as to how I was no longer heading down to the ground, I realized in astonishment that I may just be heading somewhere else. Somewhere else but down includes up, so possibly I am falling up. If I were to fall sideways it would no longer be falling it would simply be moving. So at the end of a bottomless pit is the top of the world, and if you fall long enough eventually you will land at the top of the pile