Ok another true story, not bad everyone has enough bad stuff, right.
I was around 4 years old when this happened, i remember it because of what happened and how it felt.
We lived in an old ranch house, i remember the house real well. The whole down stairs was divided up into rooms by folding doors, you could open them up and almost the whold down stairs would turn into a giant room.
There was a stair case to the second floor that made a turn to your left as you went up.
One day i was at the top of the staire and for some reason i fell down the stairs, but something caught me and it was like i was floated to the bottom of the stairs. The feeling was a warm safe comfortable type.
Well, it felt to good the first time i ran back up stairs and jumped off on purpose this time. Well the same feeling was there still except it let me hit a few stairs on the way down this time. Just enough so it didn't feel so good lol.
Needless to say i never did that again LOL. Story from the past, way past.
Well it's not 50 today again so i get to work in my shop so i guess i better get ready.
EVERYBODY HAVE A GREAT DAY