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Monday, June 5, 2017

No Thril Seeking Here

Someone at work just got back from the Bahamas today.  He was telling me how he willingly strapped on a parachute and jumped off a cliff into the water.  He said that even his mom had done it with him.  Why, god why would anyone willingly jump off a cliff?  Isn't the cliff nice and secure and steady?  Isn't it holding your weight nicely?  If it was doing all of these things, why would anyone choose to jump off of it?  

I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm crazy.  But you know what, I'd rather be crazy than jump off a cliff.  I'm not sure you could call this guy a thrill-seeker, but thrill-seekers are a conundrum to me.  I don't understand possibly killing yourself just to get a rush.  A roller coaster is about as far as I go in the rush department - though based on the number of roller-coaster malfunctions in the last few months, that may also be out of the question. 

A few years ago my mom and a few of her friends and mine went parasailing.  At the time I thought she was crazy.  There are sharks in the water.  Why would you dangle your toes 100 feet up from sharks?  Also, the harness your wearing is nothing more than canvas and Velcro.  Does that seem like "safety" gear?  Not to me at all!

She worries about me traveling alone, yet she's hanging by a thread off the back of a boat 100 feet in the air.  I think the next time she freaks about my solo trips, I'm going to remind her of this.  I'll tell her that she can worry about me, just like I worried about her on the boat. Though, since she thinks that's totally safe, it probably won't do a bit of good.

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