Transcendence

Truth be told, no one ever said I’d be great. No one ever said I’d make something of myself. So, when I made a name for myself, it took everyone I knew by surprise. Hell, it took me by surprise! I knew I had come a long way from where I had begun, but had never suspected that this one single life was the one that had to come to an end. Worst of all is that I remember making my plans to kill myself.

I sat on the rooftop of my office building, having lunch with my favorite coworker. He knew what I was planning to do, and was helping me figure out the best way to do it. He was able to see through any of the ideas I had, regarding them as a pathetic attempt to just end it. According to him, if I was to make a splash, I needed to find the perfect time and place to do it. Any other time would be seen by all as a dramatic pause in everyday life, only to be forgotten with time.

He claimed that I had done everything right in my life to get the perfect amount of attention attached to my name after my suicide. I had few friends, all of whom knew for certain I was doing well and would be convinced that I had done it for a serious reason. My sister and I spoke often, and she knew that I was a firm believer in multiple dimensions of living, and in order to transcend to the next, I would have to die. My parents and I were still better friends than family, my dad and I going to all the big sports games together, and my mom and I going on long shopping sprees to catch up on the latest gossip. Everyone knew I was emotionally stable and that I loved my life.

So, my coworker said my unconscious preparation was perfect. It was my plan that made him scowl. I had planned on jumping off the falls nearby, or maybe drowning myself, but neither sounded just right. He finally sighed, standing and pointing to the edge of the building.

“This is the tallest building in the world. Your building is the tallest in the world. What better way to do this than come up here during the party on Saturday and jump to your death at sunset? You can see the ocean from here, and that’ll make the view truly stunning. To jump off in that gorgeous blue dress of yours would give you headlines in papers around the world.”

I stood as well and walked with him over to the edge. It was a beautiful sight, and would be even better at sunset. I smiled at him, and we began the next stage of planning.

That Saturday, I dressed as he suggested, navy blue dress complimenting my body with an eerie glow. The ribbons from the silver heels wound up my legs until my knees, accentuating the well toned muscles that had taken years to develop. My silver dragonfly jewelry drew the attention of every gold digger at the party, and my black hair was swept up into an elegant bun, several curly strands let loose.

It was about nine when I noticed the sun’s descent marking my time to go. The aforementioned coworker nodded at me, holding to his spot at the bar. I excused myself, smiling at my guests. Fortunately, I only had to go up one flight of stairs to get to the rooftop. If it had been any more stairs, I would have seriously doubted my idea. Either that or I would have taken off my shoes, gotten my dress dirty in order to put them back on, and have had to go out looking like a drunken fool who had stumbled on the rooftop and fallen accidently over the edge. Damned stairs.

I walked over to the edge of the roof, stepping carefully onto the ledge. Thankfully, my dress was short and I could maneuver my body perfectly for the situation. The sun was perfect for my death scene, just barely shining over the horizon. I turned my back to the city, spread my arms, and leaned back, falling as gracefully as I could. The instant I felt gravity take over, relief flooded over me.

It felt as if the gods were pushing me gently down, slowly helping me to my inevitable doom. I had no regrets, falling in such a way. All my life, I had dreamt of being the best businesswoman in the world, and then taking my own life to transcend into higher being. In the end, I felt no pain. Instead, it felt as if I had sunk gently to the bottom of a pool, and water was embracing me from all sides. In the end, my dreams came true.