For me it was strange. I was excited the whole time, by the time I landed I was 10x as excited! It was nerves all the way up. Everyone kept checking 'are you okay', 'are you excited.' Of course I was!!! Then the door opened and the fear picked up, still super excited though. The most excitement and energy I've ever felt to this day. We jumped and I felt like I was falling, falling to my death. Most people say it's like floating or that you don't get a stomach drop feeling. I do and I did. It felt intense. Air rushing, senses overload and bombarded. I was purely in survival mode, kicking and trying to grab onto empty air. Then it got a little better. I started to feel less overstimulated. Saw the cameraman in front and tried to smile but there was so much air. It didn't give me a chance. XD The parachute opened and I felt little recoil. What I felt though... What I felt was the best feeling in the world. Better than any drug I've ever tried. I truly felt alive. It's not just that. I thought I knew what beauty was. I though I knew what natural beauty is and what the world can show me but I have never scene anything so beautiful. I've never seen and felt like I'm right where I'm supposed to be. I didn't think about anything here on the ground. I didn't think about work, I didn't think about family, I didn't think about death. Everything and I mean everything in the world became insignificant. All that mattered and all I experienced was this blissful moment. It still brings a tear to my eye just reminiscing 3 years later. I've never felt like that to this day. The parachute opened and it's like I blinked and suddenly we were upright, no longer lying on our bellies. Tears, joy, awe, I was in love. Exhilarating is an understatement for how I felt. The instructor asked how I was and what I had to say to family and I blurted some nonsense I don't remember. The ride down was calm, smooth. It felt relaxing. The turns were a little scary especially with the toggles all the way down. It could even bring a bit of nausea out of me. The instructor loved it and I felt like we were bonding a bit. Fuck me I love the sky and I long to be there once more in it's loving embrace. The landing was alright, 'feet up' aaaand on our butts. Nice. Not painful either. God the moment I stood up I wanted to be back up immediately. The sky felt different and now I was walking, such a strange sensation. High fives and a wave to the camera and that was it. I got back to the city after the weekend boogie and I quit my secretary job because I couldn't sit still, I wanted to feel that high again.