I’m not a huge fan of roller coasters, but in my older agoe I’ve found myself more willing to step on one from time to time. I’m not sure why, because I don’t like them anymore then I did when I was younger. I hate the lack of control. It’s not just the lack on control you have on a roller coaster, it’s that the entire effect is making you FEEL as out of control as you possible can. Every picture of me riding a coaster with my kids in the last few years looks the same, me with my eyes closed and a fake smile on my mouth. Me, just letting the ride happen while I wait for it to be over.
This also sums up the last few months of life in general for me. Continue reading “Dreaming of fall”