There is freedom waiting for you, After a fitful, barely five-hour night's rest, I opened my eyes to a day that I was prepared to be my last. At around 7:00 this morning, I began my usual morning routine, packed a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and restocked my backpack's tissue supply before heading to the pick-up location on Green Street.
I intentionally hadn't told a soul about my plans for today because I didn't want to hear their opinions (naysayers or otherwise) about my endeavor to fulfill one of my wildest personal milestones. And honestly? I thought skydiving was on everyone's bucket list-- but I learned today that it is, in fact, not on my own father's list. I was shocked... but only mildly, because I feel that his years spent scuba diving are more than enough for him to earn his risk-taking achievement award. I mean, scuba diving sounds way scarier to me than does skydiving. But anywho, YES I WENT SKYDIVING TODAY. And it is a day that I truly hope to never forget-- as is the feeling of free fall... and the feeling of floating thousands of feet above the ground... Totally worth waking up at 7:00 a.m. and shelling out $145.
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