I love roller-coasters.
I have never enjoyed the rides that go around and around and around . . . making me dizzy, upsetting my stomach. The same images blurring by me again and again and again. Screaming to get off - I've had enough.
I like the butterflies, the adrenaline rush before every curve and dip, the excitement when I've reached the highest points . . . and the magnificent view from the top.
The once around. And when it's over - I get back in line to experience it all over again - because no two rides are ever the same.
I never saw that twinkling light on the top of water tower before.
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What a wonderful ride all of it is, even if it's not quite what we expected, life has a certain satisfaction for it's having been lived. Thrils, screams, joy, some fright and anxiety... all in all i am content. Can i be anymore? and would it be right of me to demand more? If i wish more, i should make it happen.
Sorry for first class ramble, but you inspired it. I blame you fro bringing to my eyes a wonderful roller coaster metaphor.
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