Sometimes I feel like I am at the top of the coaster with my eyes covered waiting for the car to go over the edge. When it does, I am hurtling downward, not knowing when, and if, I am going to go back up again. I hear the screams around me, people anticipating the movement and I tense up, waiting for the next move. Before I know it, the car comes to a sudden stop, giving me whiplash. I take the covering off my eyes and there is a nice man holding his hand out saying, "Have a nice day."
"Have a nice day?" That is not what I am feeling...the adrenaline is rushing through my blood...I am crossing between angry and terrified. Do I know what I am feeling? No! I am rushing our of control, trying to keep my head on straight and my emotions under control.
Tomorrow's ride? To be continued!
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