The window a portal to bliss this is the simplest way there could be. One foot on the sill then two nothing to stop me but the hand holding me steady. This is the happiest moment of my tortured life, I jump hands stretched to my sides my feet together welcoming mother earth in a graceful swan dive to the end. No sound escapes my lips as I fall to my fate and I take pride in it just before I hit a smile on my face.