more and more crazy thoughts

I still often think of jumping out my bedroom window.. my bedroom overlook the backyard of the house, which is very small for the term backyard.. then there is the fens and after that.. well .. nothing.. a big wide empty space.. “which is gonna become a mosque soon”..
The thing is.. since we live in a desert-used-to-be we still have small sand dunes forming every now and then when the winds go wild.. but for as long as I can remember, there was this big sand dunes behind the fens outside my window.. its so big that if you claim it you can jump into the house..

Each time I look out my window and see this dune.. I think to myself.. if I jump off the window I’ll fly far enough to land on this sand dune.. I never calculated the distance or the aerodynamics of such a jump.. and I’m mentally challenged when it comes on measuring distance based on my instinct or gut feeling.. yet.. I can’t help thinking “each time I see the sand dune” that I can do it.. that the jump will actually work.. that I will land exactly where I see it in my head..

But then…… its just me being the crzy person I know I am..

I wish I can do it sometime though..