As much as I have complained about Michigan, the place is definitely beautiful. Imagine that beauty while hanging under a parachute at 3,500 feet in almost perfect silence at sunset.

*sigh*

How could anyone NOT want to jump? An absolutely perfect way to end the weekend.

I feel like I should elaborate, but I feel it would only ruin the beautiful image that carried me through yet another Monday at work. We all have our methods of coping, mine is jumping from planes.