Chapters

I am at the edge, looking down, about to dive… The water crashes against the splintering rocks below. Above is an endless sky, mixing into the equally limitless sea. The only distinction comes from the setting sun which finds company in its reflection brilliantly glimmering off of the water’s native dance below. I am going to jump, I have to. What will the air feel like as my skin rushes past it, as my hair plays like fire through the weightless molecules which surround me in my free-fall? Will I be able to breath the oxygen that speeds by my open mouth as I yell in ecstasy at my decent? If you think my world will come to an end, you are wrong. I jump because I have an inclination; it tells me that something amazing will catch me at the bottom, that there is so much to be gained from leaving the ground we so know and love. Do you think I will close my eyes? If so, you have yet to understand the point of living, or of life itself. Each good story begins and ends with a Deep Breath.