On the Brink of death

Never knew that climbing on window ledges can be so fun.
Today I tried it.
At the edge, hanging between life and death, adrenaline pumping, heart pounding fanatically with a unique mixture of fear and excitement, as I stare at the seemiingly faraway ground below.
I relish that feeling.
Coupled that to the utmost feeling of satisfaction when I climb in through the other window, successfully completing my mission, staring back at death with the air of defiance, bolts of ecstacy coursed through my veins, sending pleasurable vibes throughout my body.

For it injected much life into the dull monotonous life. And Im pleased to have the chance to do it today, For no amount of SOC or even high-condidence courses can match the feeling I felt today, the pratical application of the guts acquired in NS.

And, for an obvious reason, I thought back of my friend who braved the heights of the tennis court fence. To me, His scaling of the fence is a feat greater than the conquering of Everest.

For he did it the primitive way as I did, with the four limbs we are borned with. And Im proud of that.