last week a friend asked me a question that threw my equilibrium off and made my head spin.
“when was the last time u pushed urself to the limit?”
my answer? SILENCE.
for the first time in a long time, i was left speechless. “it shouldnt be this hard” i told myself. i should KNOW this.. but it was hard and i didnt know it and i couldnt answer. i didnt have one interesting story to tell. kinda pathetic yeah? and it bothered me enough that today, a week later, i’m still reflecting on it.
im kind of a scary. im scared of roller coasters, terrified of heights, spiders and i am DEATHLY afraid of the water. so ive always steered clear of shit that’ll put my life in jeopardy such as jumping out of a perflectly good working plane (who does that?) and deep sea diving or whatever.
but u know what? i want my heart to race. i want to feel exhilerated and carefree and i want to FLY. i think a few blogs ago i said, “sometimes u gotta jump if u wanna get lifted.” so maybe i should take my own advice.
u down? i got healthcare. lets do it. BOOM!
Tags: dear diary
Raaachem
hey! I jump out of perfectly good planes TWICE might I add because it DID feel like flying! lol
but scuba diving… never again! that shit was too much work!
YES…. JUST DO IT! You never know, you might actually love it!
Always remember: Go above your nerve.
I know we’ve all pushed ourselves to the limit in a negative sense, but in the positive sense, like how you’re talking about…
you’re right! I got healthcare too, aha. Lets go jump off a bridge or some shit.
xo
i got health care too! let’s go! lol