I fly in my dreams quite often. I love the feeling of elation and peace that gives me. And I always wonder “How does it feel to really fly?”
The closest thing I could do to have that feeling was skydiving. And I finally did it.
Peace. Freedom. Happiness. Accomplishment. Adrenalin rush.
I felt all of that. And much more. It is hard to explain by words what I was actually feeling when I was free falling and later when I was flying with the parachute. I even danced the moonwalk in the middle of the air.
Everyone should do skydiving. At least once in their lives.
“Do I want to jump again from a plane?”
Yes, of course. I got addicted.