Another great week! I am really enjoying this new role at work but I think it may be like jumping off that steel bridge! You know, the one that has the sign posted saying "No Jumping or Diving from Bridge! " But your young, its summer and everyone who's cool in your high school is watching you hang off the edge. You can't back out now. You'll be branded a chicken. So you jump and then it happens. You fall and fall and fall and you realize it is, if I may say, one helluva long way down. Upon impact, your swim bottoms are catapulted so far up your rear you're just glad you have 40 feet of water depth to retrieve them in some semblance of privacy and time to wipe the excruciating look of pain off your face before rising to the surface. LOL
So I have jumped and it is exhilarating! I have no idea what is really awaiting me when I hit that proverbial water!

Post Script: I never did jump from the Arlington bridge. I never even got the never to climb on the other side of the rail. I did shove my sister off. Does that count?