A whole other country ago (I am currently in Kuala Lumpur) I found myself one Saturday morning getting up at an ungodly hour. Okay, 6 AM isn’t that bad but still… and to make it worse it was a downpour. Yet, somehow Sean and I were out the door in time (I’ve learned that I need to tell Sean an earlier time in order to leave by the actual time we need to leave). It was the day we would be zip lining in the jungle at the Flight of The Gibbons in Thailand.
Nerves and Anxiety
Waiting for our transport at the Au Bon Pan having a mediocre croissant, I felt myself getting more and more anxious. No, not about the fact that I was gonna be very high up in the middle of the jungle zip lining. I was getting anxious about the harness. Despite knowing I met the weight limit with quite a difference between me and the number, I was scared the harness wouldn’t fit around me. I was re-living my fear that I talked about in my MIC essay.