When I came to the edge of the gorge, it felt as if my whole body had been dipped in liquid nitrogen. The wind tugged at my legs and hair, taunting me, wanting me to fall. Closing my eyes, I counted to five and stepped forward. When I opened them, I was standing some 200 metres above the tree-lined Krasnaya Polyana valley in Sochi, Russia. In front of me stood the 439-metre-long SkyBridge, my biggest fear come to life. Suddenly, I realised the only thing greater than my fear was the view.
! Remark: “Mind Fragment” posts are fictitious prose, and none of them is about me.