Merrick

I was grabbing a coffee, bagel with lox, before I took the elevator up to the ninety-th

floor.

Trying not to ask myself

‘Nervous

Apprehensive

Scared?’

Jesus. Stop already.

Put on my helmet, got up there. There was a wind, that high? There is always a wind. But

nothing like…………..

Shook myself, knew, you cannot be thinking.

A new guy, asked

‘Need the harness?’

Tempted.

No.

Swung out there, high and wide, like a dancer.

Ok.

Slight sheen of perspiration on my forehead, blame the coffee.

Got out on the steel beam, swinging a little precariously, got my boots squared on the

next beam

Froze.

Fucking froze.