I think life is best lived in the moments that make our hearts race, that cause our breath to catch.

Whether we dash into the storm without an umbrella, eat the last piece of apple pie, or jump out of a plane, decisions we make between what is daring and what is comfortable are exciting.

In those moments before we decide, before we leave what’s familiar to try something new – perhaps scary – there is a feeling of invigoration because if you let yourself fall, when you let yourself slip, you are free in that moment; free from self-imposed boundaries, the boundaries that contain you and can hinder your growth.

I think we need more of those moments.

Don’t you?