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Are you afraid to die?
Do you ever feel as if you are sitting on the edge of a cliff and wonder what would happen if you jumped?
Maybe my brain is a bit sick and twisted, but every time I stand and find myself on the end of a cliff or a building, I always think this thought. I find myself standing on the edge a lot, especially lately.
It happened frequently in Georgia, especially in old abandoned buildings; we could wander around freely, at our own risk. I was not at the edge of the building per se, but I did look over the edge, and yep, one jump, fall, or trip, and you would be smushed like a little bug.
I was with two other travelers. I was wandering around on the roof recording, and the next thing I looked over, my friend was sitting on the edge, dangling his feet off the edge of the building, which was at least 15 stories high.
I was like, wtf are you doing?
I am not the bravest one of the group. They were laughing, and I was like, well if you fall, you die, that is all.
He said ¨Yeah, I know.¨ ¨It wouldn’t be the first time I almost died.¨