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So High Gravity

Beercan, Elwha River, April 2011

 

Being under the bridge always make me think of leaping from it. I’m not suicidal, but am truly enamored of the idea of flailing through space. One way or another the act seems like it could prove to be a palliative for chronic joint problems, and the tendency to be quiet at parties.

What stops me is I know that I’ll be the guy that misses the river by several feet. Maybe I’ll just attempt a half-gainer into this beer can, labelled (poetically enough) High Gravity.