Life is funny. The roller coaster comparison is about as
truthful as it gets. You start out nervous and full of excitement, you are
strapped in as tight as they can get you and you have no idea how long the ride
will last. It’s a new world as you take off swiftly around each corner and
finally approaching that gigantic hill. You begin climbing that hill, slowly…. Click,
click, click… as you climb. You look out to each side and try to lose yourself
in the scenery, taking your mind off the climb. Once you reach the top, you
pause, quietly overlooking the world around you, silence takes over and you can
only hear your own heartbeat as you begin to feel the gravity pulling you
downwards. The involuntary movement towards the ground causes a deep flutter in
your stomach sending adrenaline rushing through your veins immediately, a smile
like never before. Moved, shaken and whipped in every direction as you
eventually come to a straight and begin to slow down. Checking to see the bar
is still intact and you didn’t lose your favorite sunglasses from your head you
hear the sudden click far ahead. Over and over this cycle repeats until finally
you are whipped and slashed around only to find your ride, suddenly stops. No
warning, heads leerching forward, the bars rise and we are free again, unstable
on our feet reaching for the rails. Looking back to see new passengers boarding
as you reaching the decline, the place you look back at the pictures of your
ride, and point out the scariest moment, or when ‘I almost puked’. Trying to
act as if you were fearless didn’t work b/c right there for the world to see,
pictures of the ride from the beginning to the very end. The roller coaster of
life, isn’t that a bitch? J
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