Have you ever looked over the edge, just to give yourself a thrill? Have you ever thought what it might be like to freefall without a parachute? Terminal velocity must feel a lot like the weightlessness of outer space—but a whole lot louder. I think the wind would sort of mess up the experience for me. I don’t enjoy traveling, at speed, in the backseat of convertibles. The thought of it, the notion of skimming along at 70mph with the top down is engaging enough, but the reality is shaken by the wind. Pushing aside the atmosphere at that velocity generates a great deal of turmoil. Nitrogen, oxygen and argon molecules racing against my eyes, slamming my hair against my scalp and coursing through my ears is fatiguing. The only relief is to stop. And even then, a sort of sensory underload persists, like a hangover buzzing in my ears and dulling my existence… Hmmmm… coming full circle, I’ve just realized that I began this notion with a terminal velocity freefall. What would the stop at the end of that trip feel like?
Munk’s opening lime,
It was said that everything in Citruscine smelled of pine and tasted of pepper—Lyman just had to visit.
Munk
Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk
4 comments:
Yes, a whole lot louder. This post is so interesting because I do think about it, especially when I'm flying on airplanes.
I've thought about doing an airplane jump, but in the end, I just don't have faith in that parachute opening, and I'm afraid I'll really know what it's like to freefall.
And I wouldn't be able to share it with anyone because I'd be a pancake.
The thought of free fall is terrifying! I love the opening lime...
Hey...good luck at your conference!
I guess the feeling of the sudden stop would depend on just where that stop took place...a trampoline, the pavement, the crystal-clear waters of the Carribean...
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