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February 26, 2005
Gravity
old...105 degrees, the day jfk jr. crashed...
Did you ever have a really bad week, where you figured "If I went skydiving, and the shoot didn't open, ..oh well, who cares?"So I jumped out of a plane at 10,000 feet today. It was a tandem jump, which means you got a guy strapped to your back who knows what he is doing. This allows you to freefall for 45 seconds or so, and do some little tricks. Endorphins are pretty good for depression.
Ofcourse, I'm now on crutches - hours before the jump, I twisted my ankle in a hole in the grass while running. I have never seen my ankle so swollen. This is not swell. Like I said, shitty week.
Its also hotter than a witch's burning broom stick again.
Anyway, I must really have my head up my ass, because I didn't even get nervous. The whole thing was so surreal. When you are freefalling, there is no sense of the ground rushing up to splat you. It was one of those "different" basically alive feelings that you just gotta experience. (The experience cannot be accurately be described - ya gotta do it!).
So whats bugging me? Sometimes I blame it all on money. Sometimes I blame it all on woman. Sometimes I blame it all on me. Its currently all of the above. I guess this to will pass.
Anyway, if you ever have the opportunity to skydive, go for it. Big smile.Put me on ice.
Posted by Ocean at February 26, 2005 02:20 PM