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May 16, 2004
Standing at the edge of Gullfoss, the rush of the falls so close - the sudden knowledge that I was about to jump in and plunge to my death. Complete terror of knowing it was possible, that reality split: I walk back with my parents or step into that torrent. I could experience being dashed against the rocks and they would watch me, return to their hotel devastated, call relatives with the tragic news. The possibility was so close – I could touch it, breath in my own death, with no guarantee that I would not reach out and seize it.