Some Cliffs Somewhere

I don't like standing on this cliff. I can look down and see everything and it's beautiful and I want it so much, but if I jump... I'll die. I used to wanna be a mermaid...still do sometimes haha. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming...that's the life. But from this cliff, I'm trying to figure out a way to get down. There's gotta be some path, or the right rope to use to lower myself down...maybe I can get it the grocery store. Although then I'd need someone to lower me...yep, got him. I wonder if he'd help me. Maybe this guy doesn't want me to get down, cause he wants me for himself...haha. Yes, I am wanted. But he can come with me, though. I'd be so happy he helped me get down to the ocean, I'd bring him along without delay. I already want him to come. And well, I think he'd be okay with that. I think he wants me to be happy.

So...yes, gotta get some rope. Or find some spot nearby that will just kind of...become a path I can walk on to get down. Like at that part in Prince Caspian, when Lucy insists she saw Aslan but no one believes her, but then when they realize there's no other way to cross the river, they let her try to show them. So she goes back to the spot where she saw him, and the land gives way and shows them the right path. Yes, how predictable. But I don't care. I would fall to get to this ocean.

Well, I've got work to do, getting that rope y'know and convincing this guy to help me. Yes.

goodbye,
stephanie