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Thoughts as I plummet |
| I have walked that beam and other like it thousands of times. What made this trip across it different and why am I falling? Why is the image of a the "Police Suicide Squad" shooting someone when they jump off a building before the hit the ground stuck in my head at a time like this? I should be thinking of my family ... my friends ... the afterlife ... something worthwhile ... but NO, my sick mind has a crazy suicide joke stuck in it. What a life I must have led. |