The Fall

I'm peering over the edge and a voice inside my head says "Jump!" and then everything starts to spin. I wobble and teeter dangerously as a nauseous feeling rises in my stomache. The picture is blurred, and the soundtrack is low fidelity raucous racket. Everything is incomprehensible and then I am falling endlessly. Just as I am about to slam into the ground I am suddenly standing back on the edge of the very same cliff from where I have fallen and I have the presence of mind to take a few steps backward and then sit on the ground. I put my head in my knees and rock myself until I fall asleep. Hoping desperately to wake up in a world with much less dangerous topography.