To push a button. Such a simple thing. But where would it take me?

Down.

But what will be waiting for me there? Is it a place I want to go?

I thought I had hit rock bottom, but when there seemed no lower place to go, the answer is this elevator.

Down

But maybe Down is Up. The raised letters under my fingers promised escape and newness. In a life where everything is the same and without hope, any change can be good, right? Hope as a byproduct of fear.

Nothing to lose.

Down.

Spinning.

As I drift towards the ground, I spin and the world spins around me. The blues and greens and browns flash past, a kaleidoscope around the carousel of my descent.

The spun silk canopy spinning with me and giving an orange glow from above as the Sun's rays find it in the blue, blue sky.

The Earth rushes up, faster now. Still spinning, I begin to tense. Remember the instructions.

Relax.

Let your legs go limp.

Tuck and roll.

The spinning stops with a thud.