“Without a second thought, I climbed up onto the bridge’s handrail and started walking across, as if it were a tightrope. I wasn’t sure if anybody had ever tried to jump into the outlet before, but it was calling me. The water. It looked so clean and blue. I wanted to jump. Wanted to feel something. To feel water rush around me, and to follow the outlet as it curved its way to the river. A river that would take me somewhere. Anywhere.”