1... 2... 3... "I can't do it!"
OK, so here we are... on top of a dock and looking down into a lovely and inviting lake and thinking of jumping. "To jump or not to jump". Of course once I was up there, there was only one way down for me. I had, in fact, jumped a forty five foot cliff into the ocean in Cuba... I could handle this. After "trying" to jump for about three minutes... my hands were shaking. I wanted to go with every thing in me... my feet just wouldn't move. My heart was trying to work it's way out of my throat... but finally, I jumped.
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