Damn, we arrived here too quickly. Just a few turns of the clock backwards and this world of sane-nutjobs, fearful-dare devils, and capeless- super heroes, was a mere fantasy.
*Editor: (screams) CUT!! That is not an appropriate opening for this story. Can you just stick to the plot for the love of us all.
Ok! Ok!! Get off my kneck
I have always wanted to do the freakiest things conceivable by the human mind and this is how I started off.
Credit: Me
Yes. That is me without the esoteric wig. About to jump off a crane at the not so intimidating height of 100m. However, don't get it twisted, I don't believe I can fly, but that one way or the other, we all die. So, why not do it with a literal loud bang? hopefully, not on concrete.
Fast forward- 15 seconds later
Credit: Me
That face was the moment I realized I was of the sane-nutjobs, the capeless super heroes, and fearful daredevils.
I quote will smith: At the point of your maximum fear is the point of your maximal bliss.
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