It isn’t just me. When I see my wife or one of the children standing at the edge, I start sweating and my heart speeds up just as though it were me standing there.
Strange that I don’t get vertigo in airplanes, but fortunate, given the amount of traveling I have to do.
(*) No, I never saw Hitchcock’s movie. Which perhaps explains why I gave up on High Anxiety halfway through.
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