Thursday 20 August 2015

high in the sky

when I glide over the vast lake I can feel the soft breeze on my face. The colourful canopy casts a shadow on the ground below.I Can hear the motor of the boat underneath me roaring. My legs dangle in the cold air. The blue waves move silently through the water.
I can see the hungry birds eagerly waiting for food to be left on the beach. I can see some dogs shoreline playing in the sand.
I can smell the fresh air and feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. The straps of the harness are rough on my skin. I wonder when I will go back down.