(ROLLER Coaster) Erm, I thought screaming MEANT that you were enjoying the ride. (Image sourced from http://www.pravsworld.com.)
I’m not a fan of roller coasters, but I know that the best ones make an art of suspense. There’s that long, ever-so-tortuous climb to the peak—drawn out for maximum effect more than anything else—followed by an even more agonizing pause, before the plunge whose only saving grace is the fact that it actually ends more quickly than one anticipates.
Right now, I feel like I’m moments away from my own agonizing pause, after literally more than a year of tortuous climbing.
For once, I regret that the plunge ahead will be brief. I know that the next three weeks will fly right by in a headlong rush of novel sights and sounds, fresh epiphanies and experiences.
So this is me, stretching my arms straight up to the heavens, grinning toothily at the camera that’s designed to capture the roller coaster rider’s expression of either stark terror or utter exhilaration.
I’ll see you all at the end of the ride.