High, from Paris

I love heights.

Am I afraid of them? Sure, I guess I have that healthy dose of fear that tells me to step away from an edge. But it never stops me from getting as close to the edge as possible. In fact, I don’t think I would love heights so much if I didn’t have that little fear inside. It’s what makes the “nice view” into something more. I guess you could say heights are my high.

I got a pretty good dosage today.