I climb cranes at 2 am every Saturday, and people always say that i’m crazy. They always ask me why I do it, why I climb cranes in the middle of the night, with no safety gear, no one to help me. They always ask me if i’m afraid of heights, and I tell them that I am.

It all comes down to a feeling, a feeling that no one talks about, no one understands.
It’s that feeling,
That one feeling,
The feeling of peace,
The feeling of freedom,
The feeling, that you can do anything.
That one feeling is why I climb,
It is why I risk my life,
Why I risk my future,
Why I risk everything.

It’s that one feeling