I forgot to remember that I'm not crazy about heights. We're on the 6th floor with a waist-high guard rail to keep us safe. We all had to sign waivers to be up here. That's to keep people with a financial stake in the building safe.
It's strange, I didn't use to have problem with heights. I used to love roller coasters and in the army, I rappelled out of helicopters. I don't know how or when it happened but now a 10 foot stepladder makes me queasy.
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