I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane today. The sky was the most amazing blue with a field of perfectly white clouds going out across to the horizon...so at 13,000 feet...I jumped. The whole experience was surreal, but, for me, that intial exit from the plane was....incredible. Trying to describe it all leaves me somehow stuck on two words...amazing and incredible. Do you remember as a kid doing the "Nestea plunge" into the pool? To my cousins and I, that meant being up on the diving board, back to the water, eyes closed...and just falling. Well, falling out of an airplane at 13,000 feet felt much the same way...just bigger. Not to mention my eyes weren't closed and the ground look very very far away. I plan to write more about it tomorrow, but for tonight, all I can think about are the words to the song they superimposed on my video recording my jump:

I took a walk around the world
to ease my troubled mind
I left my body laying
somewhere in the sands of time
I watched the world float
to the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah

I watched the world float
to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be
something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite


Thank you, Denise, for sharing this incredibly amazing experience with me.