I'm going to try something new today, just dabble into something new.
Teetering on the edge, glancing down as the end that was fading closer and closer yet into view. "Two feet on the ground, just stay still," I repeated. "I can't fall if I'm not moving. Nothing can go wrong." Stock-still, waiting, settling uncomfortably as the end of the road came closer and closer in my view. Magnified, the strips of light outlined my peripherals as I lurched closer and closer to where it all stopped, to where my feet would lose contact with solid ground. I glided closer and closer yet, my breath coming in anxious quick gasps. Almost there and I squeezed my eyes shut and suddenly, abruptly, I was in the air. The plane had officially taken off.
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