This was the first thing I thought of when I saw the prompt: A Great Leap.
Feet firmly planted.
Because I don't take great leaps anymore. I used to be a pro at leaping. Now......not so much.
After a lot of stress, over-thinking, and second guessing...I hop. Once I hop I think about how maybe I shouldn't have hopped. Maybe I should go back? This was a bad move! Why did I hop?! I should've been satisfied with where I was.
It's a lot of nonsense. I must get back to LEAPING!!! I know it's in me somewhere.