At the Cliff's Edge

How often do you find yourself standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to jump, wondering, what are the consequences of this jump? It's not like you're necessarily jumping onto a brick walkway, it might be jello, or water, or marshmallows. But either way, it's still a jump. It's still a leap of faith. What if you land wrong? What if you hit a bird or a branch or another opportunity on the way down? What if when you get down there, it's nothing what you expected? What you thought were going to be marshmallow's, actually turn out to be terribly uncomfortable pillows? What if the water's too cold, or too hot? What if the jello has little carrot pieces in it?

And what if the marshmallow's or water or jello really turns out to be a brick walkway painted to look like those soft landings?

Once you step out, feel your body start to drop, it's too late to know. Just brace for the landing and hope for the best.