and somebody says, "yeah!

We should go skydiving tomorrow!"

and you go, "yeah, we'll go skydiving tomorrow!"

(cheering)

everyone goes, "yeah!"

so then, that night you're laying in your bed

and you just keep... (scared noise)

and you're terrified, you keep imagining

over and over again, jumping out of an airplane

and you can't figure out why you would do that.

You wake up the next day and you go down

where you said you were going to meet and everybody's there.

So you get in a van and be like,

"oh my god, oh my god..."

and your stomach is terrible, you can't eat and everything

but you don't wanna be the only punk

who doesn't jump out of this airplane.

So you fly and you go up, you go up,

you go up, you go up to 14,000 feet

and somebody opens the door and in that moment,

you realized you've never been in a freaking airplane

with the door open and you're looking out

down to death and they say, "on three!"

and they say, "one, two..."

and he pushes you on two because

people grab on three and you go,

(screaming)

and you fall out of the airplane

and in one second, you realized,

that it's the most blissful experience of your life,

you're flying, with zero fear.

You realize that at the brink of maximum danger,

is the point of minimum fear, it's bliss!

Why were you scared in your bed, the night before?

Why did you need that fear for?

Everything up to the stepping out,

there's actually no reason to be scared.

It only just ruins your day.

The best things in life, on the other side of terror,

on the other side of your maximum fear,

are all of the best things in life.

(dramatic music)