I’m not particularly good with heights. I’m staying at a friend’s place until I can move into my new apartment (in a couple of weeks), and it took me a few days before I even stood at the edge of his balcony. I still don’t feel comfortable doing it. It just doesn’t make me feel safe. Yesterday, some men started putting up scaffolding because they are building a fifth floor on top of this four floor building. (Yes, it’s been loud.) This morning, I went out to smoke on the balcony, and this is what I saw. I’m sure the colour must’ve drained out of my face at the same time. No way I would ever do that.