Fly

I was sitting on the stairs of my apartment complex, admiring the industrial skyline from my 13th floor perch, and I felt like throwing myself off.


It's not because I was angry or sad with life. More because I wanted to do it because I could. There are so many things that I want to do that I can't. Maybe just today, the reverse could be true.


Alas! Not tonight. I am still not brave enough.