taking the leap
I just got a phone call from my technical leader for the day job. I'd been planning to work though the end of next week, but they want me to wrap up what I'm working on now, and finish this week.

Not getting the money for the final week hurts, but I think the thing that's really scary is that I'm going to be the full time (times three) owner of a cafe in four days. No backup.

And suddenly as clear as day I'm at the waterfall in Connecticut, my bike stashed behind bushes at the bottom wondering how things might go wrong. Will I jump too far in front of the waterfall where the rocks are only a foot or so beneath the water? Will I jump too far back and be held under?

But I leapt. And flew through the air with a million tiny mirrors, lenses, prisms. And as I fell I no longer feared, as I plunged into the clean cool turbulent water.