Precarious
Nope nope nope
Metaphorically, I feel like for years I’ve been leaping precariously from safe spot to safe spot while dangling above the ground. I got good at it, in metaphor. Turns out doing it in reality, not so much.
A staff person had to save me from the platform where I was sitting, breathing. Settling my panic attack. It was the first leg of a ropes course, so I…
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