I want to be like Kurt Vonnegut, but only a little.
I was sitting backstage today during the show and i had an idea for a story. It would be a simple little short story about a man's last thoughts as he fell a very long way. Possibly from the top of the Empire State Building. Now I realize that the ESB isn't exactly easy to fall off of, and that because of it's shape it would be even harder to be in free fall the whole way down, but those are things I would ignore for the sake of the narrative. In doing research for this story I looked up the height of the empire state building. 1,435 feet. I the tried to figure out how long it would take to fall this distance and then the fire alarm went off and the hallway was filled with weird yellow smoke/powder so I left and didn't get back until Monday morning. End of Post.