Just leaned out a VERY open window with wind on the fifth floor of this building because it was sucking the blinds out and making a ruckus.
I am afraid of heights. Specifically: falling to my death but having enough time to scream through a montage of curated terrible moments from my life.
My heart is racing. I can’t breathe.
I could probably shit out an essential organ right now if it was asked of me.
How’s everybody else’s Friday going?
