I had a suicidal thought last night, but today is so much more beautiful. I observe the cotton whisps that float from tree-to-tree, and I can not help but inhale the undefinable scent of the blossoming forest. The cliff I am standing on makes me imagine a long fall. Instead, I gazed and admired the water below me.
Having the decision of my own life and death in that moment made me feel more self-empowered.
Here, I am in my element.
Here, I am most vulnerable.
Here, I feel numerous things, but the feeling I love most is the feeling of being alive.
