Surely nothing is better than a trampoline.

Bouncing higher and higher
Propelling yourself skyward with every bound
Feeling the air rush and whip around you as you gain momentum

But best of all,
Harnessing that incredible freedom
Like some fantastic bird riding the wind
And having the entire world at your fingertips.

But in the heat of the moment, at your maximum height
Somehow you lose balance.
And as you stumble, you stub your toe
And you fall, robbed of the experience,
  your fingers nipped in the harsh metal springs
  your knees rubbed and burned across the surface
  your body twisted in pain from static electricity
  your dignity well and truly shattered.

And as you jump to safety, you trip.
You crash to the ground in a mangled heap,
The hot sun glaring down at you as you futilely try to get up.

And when you finally limp your way back inside
covered in dirt and aching all over,
you know it was all worth it.