Every time that I'm up on something high, I think about jumping. Initially, I scared myself. Maybe I had some subconscious depression I had been suppressing. Then I realized while I was in DC sitting on the ledge, looking over the river that it has nothing to do with any suicidal thoughts. Im always on bridges, cliffs, roofs or balconies wanting to jump simply because I want to be free from all fears. Free from all limitations & boundaries. The crazy thing is though, I know that i would die if I jumped off these high ass places. But I never really care. I just want to jump, because for some reason I feel like free falling would be peaceful. I never really worry too much about outcomes of my actions in life, hardly at all. Sometimes I trip myself out.
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