but you catch yourself before falling onto the golden field.
as a bird, you can just fly up. You wonder only after the fact why you didn't just fly over the bridge, but that's in the future, when past yous problems are wildly different then (at the time) current you. Future you's a bitch, but at least he isn't past you. Boy, past you infuriates both current you and all other versions of you except past you and past yous past you. He's crazy that past you, he's the one who put you in this crazy treehouse. Past you's the one who seemingly out of nowhere, caused your sister to hate you. You don't hate anybody, but if you did, Past you would be among the top on your list to hate.
Anyways, you're getting close to the end of the bridge, better prepare for the potential gauntlet on the inside.