So this is how it feels.
In my upside-down position, I can feel a bloodrush in my head, making me nauseous. Good nausea, I must say. That dizzy, alcohol-induced, tipsy kind of feeling. My eyes are now on malfunction mode, as the world around me starts to spin. My insides are doing somersaults, tossing and tumbling as if inside a washing machine.
Ok, this is crazy. I am careening downwards, like a meteor gatecrashing through the atmosphere. Except that a meteor fall looks beautiful while I look like a crippled acrobat doing a bungled trapeze. How do you sky dive, really? Do you randomly spiral downwards? No? Oh damn. But hey, at least it’s nice in here - I think. The windblast on my face burns, but it makes me feel as light as feather. So no weight problems here.
It’s still a long long way before ground level. Hmm, I just thought of something. Remember the classic experiment back in high school? Which will fall first when dropped from the second floor, a ball of cloth or a ball of steel? Stupid me I thought it was the steel, as it was heavier. But no, both will reach the ground at the same time. Law of gravity, yes.
Since I am already at it, maybe I can use physics to describe what is happening to me right now. Not that I am good in mathematics, but it sounds cool to explain some stupid emotional imbalance using scientific terms. Besides, it’s the only thing I understood in my science class.
Anyway, law of gravity goes like this:
F = G (m1*m2)/d^2.
The gravitational force, F, is the product of the masses of two objects, m1 and m2, multiplied by G, the gravitational constant. It is inversely proportional to the square of the distance, d, between the two masses. So it means that more massive objects have stronger gravitational pull. Also, the closer they get, the stronger their force of attraction is.
Now, I have always believed that you are like gravity. I mean, everything is drawn to you. You are like one big chocolate cake that attracts everyone, including dirty flies like me. And you do it in a seemingly effortless way. So that makes me wonder - why?
Applying the above formula, we can probably solve that problem. Let us say you are the earth, the first object, or m1, while I am the inconsequential twerp caught in a free fall, m2. The force of attraction between us - or rather, my attraction to you - is determined by the product of m1 and m2.
Let us say that mass is the amount of feelings within us. Since I am the one being attracted, you m1 being held constant, the degree of my feelings for you m2 determines the result. So the more I feel, the more I fall.
Then, F is inversely proportional to the square of the distance between us. I guess that’s elementary; the closer I get to you, the stronger your gravitational pull, the stronger I fall for you.
Then there’s acceleration due to gravity. In a free fall, acceleration in earth’s gravity is approximately 10 m/s^2, or 1 G. The value only means you are a perfect 10 to me. Anyway, acceleration is velocity in a given time, or a = v/t. But v = d/t, so using substitution, a = d/t^2.
In this sense, I fall faster the nearer I get to you. The stronger the gravitational force gets, the stronger the impact will be.
As I write this boring equations, I am starting to see the objects below more clearly now. Boy, that was fast. So it is just a matter of time before I hit the ground - before I fall for you completely. The way I am dropping now, I will die a bloody pulp.
Who can blame me? I don’t know how I get into this situation in the first place. This is the first time, at least with you. I have no other experiences of this kind. I don’t even know how to fall properly, what more to land? But I guess there’s no use complaining now. Like I can do anything at this point.
Unless you catch me.
