I saw a couple of articles recently about tragic skydiving accidents resulting in death. And sure, people die all the time from skydiving, and a great many more people skydive without incident. But for me it just really struck me, now that I’m a father, that I really can’t just do crazy shit like this whenever I want to. It’s a weird feeling, but I don’t mind it. It just means I won’t be skydiving for a while, if ever. So long, skydiving!