Standing on a cliff...

have you ever had the feeling that you were walking towards a cliff? you have just begun to realize that you were walking towards it, and so you feel scared. you panic. and yet you cannot stop walking towards the cliff, because you've been trying to get there for the longest time. and when you suddenly realize that you don't want to fall just yet, you don't know what to do, whether to continue walking towards the cliff or run away from it.

you're scared, and yet you still continue walking. you are afraid, short of breath. there's nobody to help you, nobody to tell you what to do. you reach the edge of the cliff and look down below. nothing is clear, but you know its going to be different down there.

but there are so many things you don't know. will it be better down there? will somebody save you? will you survive the crash? if indeed you survive, can go back to the place from where you jumped? if you don't jump, can you live with the fact that you didn't? will you stop thinking of the what-ifs? why will you not jump in the first place?

if someone was with you walking towards the cliff, will you ask him to jump with you? what if he doesn't want to jump after all? will u leave him? will you ask him to wait? will you come back? will you be happy without him?

there are so many things to be afraid of, so many things unknown. and yet you find yourself at the edge of the cliff.

what will you do?