i was just up on the roof. it's aluminum, meaning hot. i was moving a great big antenna with a rake to make the static on the tv go away (not my idea, by the way, i'm just the pawn in this game). don't mourn for me, however, for as you may have guessed, i made it out alive.
it was positively thrilling seeing the world from twenty feet higher. for some reason, when i see the ground from the roof, i'm not afraid of falling, but when i look up, i freeze. i get that furious butterfly feeling you get when you're on a roller coaster and you go up and down and up and down. like i'm afraid of falling into the sky. which, i think, is quite bizarre, since i've never lost my footing and fallen up.
the sky is much farther than the ground. that must be the reason. subconsciously, i must be afraid that if i look at the sky for too long, gravity will suddenly reverse and throw me into the universe. into the ever-changing, unforgiving, great expanse of everythingness just above my head.
i think that's a legitimate enough fear.
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