The begining of a great adventure

I used to be wild. I used to love the feeling of being full of air, my head like a helium balloon, so high, up in the sky above the clouds almost touching the stars, I used to love too the feeling of coming down on high speed, knowing that I might crash, the fear, the uncertainty, adrenaline...But now I´m down, on firm ground, so heavy and bold, walking to nowhere, whishing to be again in a middle of a tornado... suddenly a message "Hi, do you know?" - Me: "I know a lot of things" - "Wanna go for a coffe?"