I stare at the menacing roller-coaster. My eyes widen and I question the sanity of the choice I am making. My feet move robotically as I near the short line. I hop into the little car and it starts to move. My mind whirls. What am I doing? This is a poor life decision! Oh, what am I doing?
The car stops at the bottom of the hill. This hill goes straight up, then straight down, WHAT AM I DOING?! The ride starts the long climb up the giant hill. I hold my breath, and then we drop, and I scream.
Haha!! A poor life decision!! This is why I don't do roller coasters. I'm terrified I'll worry myself into a heart attack at the top of one of those hills.
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