To jump whatever it takes, that’s what I have to do. That’s what I want to do. It’s a feeling that comes from deep inside and goes out of my chest. It needs to get out and expand, grow and evolve, just as that spiral I have tattooed to remind me every day.
I remember that one time I was canyoning in Valle del Jerte and I felt scared to jump out of a waterfall. I remember that one time I was in Canaima, one of the prettiest and purest places I’ve ever been to and I was scared to jump into the water. Scared to jump.