I built myself a skyscraper for the sole purpose of climbing onto the railing of my top-floor balcony one foot over the other side, and grabbing on the ledge, hugging it with both hands.
I thought to myself I will just hold on and relax for an hour and it will eventually go away. I could finally look down and feel free and steady sitting there and holding onto nothing.
Nope.
I wanted off, immediately. I seriously had to get back inside! But I found my hands stuck to the ledge, I couldn't even move them, let alone take them off and pull myself in.
After having called out for help since I got stuck there, not being able to move, walking the corridor with the security who eventually managed to pull me in, I said to the man: "Why on Earth is it so hard, it isn't like it's a closed door or a cramped room."
The man looked puzzled and replied: "You can't fall from either of those."
Then I woke up.
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