Once when I was younger I went to the lake with my family.
At one point I was on top of a cliff overlooking the water.
I stared into the dark blue hole below me.
I wondered how deep it would be.
Does it end? Are there rocks? What creatures lie below?
I considered jumping. It scared the hell out of me.
I am someone who really does not like the unknown.
But I love flying. Feeling weightless. Free.
Was this going to be worth it?
Tempting.
I jump.
For those few seconds I felt like a feather gliding through the air.
Although I awaited the crash.
The moment when I would hit the water and feel it.
Either I would feel pain or a slow of time.
It's funny though.
It was as if none of that even happened.
I just woke up.
I was suddenly looking at the sky.
I felt numb at first.
Next I felt the air knocked out of my body.
I felt like I was suffocating.
I floated to the shore.
As I began to feel okay again, I looked up at the cliff.
It doesn't look as far down as it felt in that moment.
I wonder if it was worth it.
Was the unknown worth the pain?
Was it worth the weightless feel?
Would I do it again?
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 7:25 PM UTC
Once when I was younger I went to the lake with my family.
At one point I was on top of a cliff overlooking the water.
I stared into the dark blue hole below me.
I wondered how deep it would be.
Does it end? Are there rocks? What creatures lie below?
I considered jumping. It scared the hell out of me.
I am someone who really does not like the unknown.
But I love flying. Feeling weightless. Free.
Was this going to be worth it?
Tempting.
I jump.
For those few seconds I felt like a feather gliding through the air.
Although I awaited the crash.
The moment when I would hit the water and feel it.
Either I would feel pain or a slow of time.
It's funny though.
It was as if none of that even happened.
I just woke up.
I was suddenly looking at the sky.
I felt numb at first.
Next I felt the air knocked out of my body.
I felt like I was suffocating.
I floated to the shore.
As I began to feel okay again, I looked up at the cliff.
It doesn't look as far down as it felt in that moment.
I wonder if it was worth it.
Was the unknown worth the pain?
Was it worth the weightless feel?
Would I do it again?
