Whoo hoo!

I was reading this article today about falling in love and thought it was cute, but also interesting. Maybe it's because I'm trying to figure things out in my life. Using the analogy in the article, I feel like I'm being pulled off the ground but I've tied myself down worrying about the dangers of "flying". Or maybe I already was flying but just crashed and in response had to tie myself dwon for fear of crashing again. If you don't fly, you can't fall... which leaves me to wonder, can I only go so far before the same thing happens again or should I cut the rope? Maybe my problem, is that I look to other people as examples... at one time I was sure that something terrible was going to happen so to cope I ran away... it happened to a friend, why would it be different for me? Now I realize - duh, because I am not my friend - I am me. I partially realized this when the story (with minor detail changes - possibly worse!) repreated itself to another friend at work. She cried for days, she was devastated... he begged for forgiveness, and for something I would have deemed unforgivable in the context, she took him back - not fully - but with that goal in mind. So far it seems they've been happily working on things for a while now - it's almost as though they couldn't help but to be together. Maybe I'm too influenced by the examples and stories that go on around me... however I do feel that there must be a message in them... he didn't do that terrible thing (or even anything close to what happened to friend #2 or #1), so perhaps friend #1's destiny was not the road I should have followed... Why am I following roads? There are no roads when you're flying.