Leap of faith

We walk towards a ledge. The rest is already there.
“You know what my problem is?
“What?”
“I don’t know what I want. And you know…?”
“What?”
“Usually I don’t like talking about it, or think about it even, but lately it’s been haunting me. You know what I mean?”
“Yeah I guess I see what you’re saying. Step into these braces will ya?”
“Sure. What I’m saying is, don’t you ever feel like you don’t know what to do and how to deal with life questions? I mean, I think about all this stuff but I don’t know how to get my thoughts straight.”
“Move your arms…”
“ I can’t seem to rap my brain around it in an orderly fashion. And really I spend a lot of time trying to figure out the answers to the questions that haunt me, I just can’t seem to answer them. I wonder what my purpose is, If I’m living my life the right way , if I’m headed in the right direction and if I’m not, where I ‘m supposed to go then. I wonder what I’ll end up like, if I’ll ever find “the one”, If I’ll ever find out whether this is as good as it gets. It all just confuses me , you know?”
“hmhm..”
“I mean I know I want to do something else then what I’m doing now, but I haven’t got the slightest clue as to what it is I do want . You know?!?”
“Sure. Does that feel tight to you?”
“Ehm, yeah I guess. But you see my point is that I should drastically change my life and just start over. But honestly I don’t know how, and really..”
“Right. That’s all reeeaallly interesting, and you should really tell me more about it sometime…or not of course. But unless you’re planning on talking yourself into a brand new more exciting life and way of living, I suggest we get going now. So you ready?”
“Ready? I guess, what are we going to be doing today?” I ask looking down at my feet and realising there’s a rope attached to them. He puts his hand on my back, and smirks.
“We’re bungee jumping.”