One of my best days was someone’s worst

Normally I’d be ecstatic to arrive in a place like this, but as a tired traveler ready to go home who also had a bad head-cold, initially I had to force some of the excitement . But there was one particular activity I had fire left in me for; it was an idea that had been marinating in the back of my head for months…skydiving.

Now frankly I have a feeling a lot of people view me as this fearless, adventurous person who will do anything just because I travel a lot. But no, no. In reality, free falling is one of my biggest fears and while I’ve always wanted to skydive, it’s not because I actually wanted to – but rather because I feel like I can’t die without doing it once. Basically, I refuse to let my anxiety get the best of me. I may cry or faint but I’m doing it.