The Dive

He never found a fit in this world. His insight- external AND internal outpaced his ability to find a "productive fit" in this American Way. Years wore on, despair grew deeper until it was inescapable.

He was numb for many years now, rarely smiled, always wrapped in a smothering shroud of depression and sadness. He saw no way out of this depair, no positive future.

He climbed aboard the small Cessna, it flew 4500 feet, he jumped out. For many seconds he flew through the air, weightless, unencumbered by the earthly burdens that shackled him throughout his life. He smiled, hell it was really a Cheshire Cat grin, for one thousand, two thousand, three thousand feet. He screamed a primal scream, felt an energy pulse through him. He was free.

No parachute was opened, and it wasn't a mistake. At 800 feet he took one last look upward and closed his eyes and screamed. He was free.