the second floor of the mall in greenville has a huge open space in the middle surrounded by a glass chest-high barrier. everytime i go on the second floor i get the overwhelming urge to hurl myself over the barrier and plunge through the windshield of the brand new car they're giving away that particular week.

i also get the urge to open the car door as i'm speeding down the interstate and jump out onto the pavement, rolling like a barrel into the wheels of the commercial trucks creeping up behind in the opposite lane.

these urges are usually accompanied by involuntary movements of my arms and legs. that's the scary part. i actually started walking toward the barrier on the second floor last night and had to stop myself from taking off.

maybe i should stay away from heights.