mi swing es tropical.

Have you ever noticed that when things are going great you're ten-feet tall, completely in control and bulletproof? But then, all of a sudden, all that perfection, all that beautiful control, just falls to crap. No one likes to lose control, it's almost like it's a sign of weakness. And still there are times when it just gets away from you, when the world stops spinning. No matter how hard you fight it, you fall. And it's scary as hell. Except there's an upside to free-falling. It's the chance you give your friends to catch you. I think this past year really proved to me that when you free-fall and for some reason or another, your family isn't there, then your friends really do step in and step up. I can't describe how sad and lonely and lost I feel without them.