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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Crossing Bridges

The urge to walk to the edge and fall forward was unexpected.  I was crossing a bridge and walked to the edge and felt the urge to fall forwards.  A strange, inexplicable calling.  It draws you to the verge.  Something makes you stay.  That something, sometimes is not as strong as it should be.  I can avoid walking across bridges.  I can avoid the urge.   The other day I was walking along the path I usually walk.  I imagined flinging myself over the edge and down a fifty foot drop off.  I saw myself tumbling down the hill side.  I visioned my body laying there broken.  It didn't bother me.  It didn't scare me.  It did not comfort me.  

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