Oh God. I'm jumping out of a plane tomorrow. What kind of stupid person thinks that is a good idea?
I've not been at all fazed by it - until today.
But I'll do it. I will think about my uncle, a former paratrooper who jumped out of a thousand planes. (I won't think about the fact he refuses to step foot on a plane now...)
I won't think about one of my sponsors, who wrote wishing me good luck and then mentioned he tried it once and broke his leg!
And I'm really sorry about this, I didn't want to bring it up. But I won't think about my friend Jean Guy.
I might say more about Jean Guy later. He really loved skydiving. I'm certain of one thing, he'd think it's a great idea what we were doing tomorrow
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