Qu'est-ce que c'est?

You can't expect me to just drop my jacket, run the stairs to reach the top and stand on the precipice, staring down at the chaotic yet oddly laid out world below hoping to just jump.

I even taken that little step with jumping buildings. But much like Marshall, I just cannot make the leap. I don't need someone before me all the time, but at the same having someone there to hold your hand and coax you down from the frightened position you had only moments before been situated in- see, that's much better.

I'd prefer the latter as it is far less complicating- not to mention aggravating, painful and breaking.

What is going on in my mind?