Bungee Jumping
If I had a superpower, it'd be flying.
Yesterday read that means I feel tied down and would like to be free.
Maybe, I don't know, could be.
My favourite part of flying is the take off, that moment when the wheels leave the ground and I'm up in the air, absolutely love it.
Too bad I can't stand up and cheer.
To celebrate my birthday last year, I wanted to bungee jump.
Sadly, I got sick.
Two months ago, June, my friend Juliet mentioned she's visiting me in Jinja and would like to bungee jumping.
I was all in.
I was the last of the three to go.
At first I was excited, then watching and hearing the screams slowly replaced the excitement with fear.
By the time,I was standing on the ledge, the assistant holding the back of my jeans so that I don't topple over, I had changed my mind.
What if, the bungee cord snaps?That was the only question swirling in my mind.
At the count of 3, he let go and I was in hurling down towards the water.The screams were automatic,
didn't even realise till I started swinging.
And that's when I started enjoying the jump.
I felt free.The wind caressing my face, looking at the world upside down, safely anchored to the chord , it was bliss.My utopia moment.
Sadly, all good things come to an end and too soon, I was lowered to the safely boat.
I posted the photos on Facebook and my friends kept saying how brave I was.
I don't think so.
Curiosity, not bravery drove me to it; just wanted to know how it feels.
And it's awesome.
Yesterday read that means I feel tied down and would like to be free.
Maybe, I don't know, could be.
My favourite part of flying is the take off, that moment when the wheels leave the ground and I'm up in the air, absolutely love it.
Too bad I can't stand up and cheer.
To celebrate my birthday last year, I wanted to bungee jump.
Sadly, I got sick.
Two months ago, June, my friend Juliet mentioned she's visiting me in Jinja and would like to bungee jumping.
I was all in.
I was the last of the three to go.
At first I was excited, then watching and hearing the screams slowly replaced the excitement with fear.
By the time,I was standing on the ledge, the assistant holding the back of my jeans so that I don't topple over, I had changed my mind.
What if, the bungee cord snaps?That was the only question swirling in my mind.
At the count of 3, he let go and I was in hurling down towards the water.The screams were automatic,
didn't even realise till I started swinging.
And that's when I started enjoying the jump.
I felt free.The wind caressing my face, looking at the world upside down, safely anchored to the chord , it was bliss.My utopia moment.
Sadly, all good things come to an end and too soon, I was lowered to the safely boat.
I posted the photos on Facebook and my friends kept saying how brave I was.
I don't think so.
Curiosity, not bravery drove me to it; just wanted to know how it feels.
And it's awesome.
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