I Rarely Remember My Dreams
but last night…
i’m inside a small plane with a group of people about to skydive, when suddenly the door of the plane is flung open, the crew shuffles quickly toward the door and I am left standing alone in my jumpsuit. I quickly notice the pilot is still up front.
“Dude?!” i ask, ”i’m not strapped to anyone and i’ve never done this before! What am i supposed to do?!”
“Just jump out, you’re good to go!” he replies.
So i step to the edge of the open door…
“Wait, should i be wearing some sort of harness?” i ask.
He turns and looks at me, “Oh yeah, sorry. Put on a parachute.”
Thanks man. Way to almost let me jump out of a plane with no chute. dick.
I woke up before I jumped, nervous and anxious yet strangely intrigued by the thought of skydiving. anyone want to go?
