I Traveled to Siquijor

The Jump at Cambugahay Falls, Siquijor

I closed my eyes. Tried not to think of anything. Tried to blanken my mind. “One,” we started counting. My knees started to buckle. “Two,” my hands started shaking and I bit my lip in an attempt to force every dark thought out of my mind. “Three!” someone shouts. And I simply stood there, my feet firmly rooted to the ground like an ancient tree.