This Could Be The Last

Well, tomorrow morn I'm heading upstate a little way to go skydiving. I've wanted to go skydiving since I was a little kid and would see people in the skies over Duanesburg, N.Y., dangling under parachutes, drifting to earth (sometimes a long way away from the landing field). Once I got old enough to do it something would always mess up the plan -- not enough money, too drunk, no car, partner in crime unavailable, etc. Anyway, tomorrow is it. I'm fucking jumping.