Jump! In the Nick of time.

Voices reduced to a single pin point.

All you can hear is your breathing. Why the hell is my breath so ragged.

Palms clamming up like you’re at prom.

Your gaze feels laggy, your brain refuses to see the openness your foolish mind thought would be a welcoming freedom.

Just jump already, a voice echos from behind. Your robotically stiff body rotates awkwardly to see your athletic friend, he smiles and nods at the ether.

The wind whips past your face, sudden acceleration stacks your nerves, to be shattered by the enveloping cold blanket of the river.

5min of sheer panic followed by 1.3s of adrenaline.

Living this life is a one way ticket. Your adventure won’t wait for you. Don’t make the grave mistake of assuming you get another go around.

Jump.