This is like a ruffled, fathered rollercoaster for me. First I’m excited:
Then I’m a little breathless-
Then I get scared-
Then I throw up a little.
But it doesn’t stop and I can’t tell if I’m liking it –
Or slowly dying.
The dizziness! The confusion-
The swirls of blinding color as everything starts to get foggy-
Hey! I’m getting used to this!
Still not ready to throw my arms up when we turn a corner tho-
Ok, maybe just once.
Photo credits: Vogue.com