You do know that the entire reason I do these writing prompts is to procrastinate my own writing, don't you? So ironic. But here I am again, procrastinating. Here is a photograph I took a few weeks ago at the Grand Canyon of a path, right along the edge, covered in ice. Perfect conditions for taking a "long trip" if you will. So here's your prompts. Fiction: Send your character on a precarious path, on the edge of something. Will they fall off? Aaah, that would be short story. For a longer effort, you'll have to find a way to get them to hang on. Make it literal or figurative. Push them as close to the edge as you can.
Nonfiction: What precarious paths are there in your neighborhood, your town, your city, your childhood?
Three minutes after the picture below was taken, a large hippopotamus wandered up the path, slipped, and disappeared. About half an hour later we heard a big "splat". (ok, I made that up. I've decided to "Fabulous" my life to make it more interesting).
Walk in beauty along the precarious path of "pachacuti" space and time...change.