Another Bungy

On our honeymoon, Greg and I went bungy-jumping. They put a bungy around your ankles. You scooch out onto a platform 223 feet above rushing water. You look around and down. Before you can chicken out, they count down 5,4,3,2,1… Bungy! You have to go. That’s how I felt
this week. Standing on that platform. 5,4,3,2,1..

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One Response to “Another Bungy”

  1. Funny, Dana. The only thing that comes close to that sensation is the feeling I had on my wedding day: all that planning and all of a sudden it is unfolding in front of you and there is no way to stop and rescript. You are simply along for the ride. I can’t begin to imagine the feeling of multiplying that sensation by 365. Wish I had reason to!! Enjoy your ride.