rollercoasters
2008-03-03
rollercoasters were never my favourite attraction at theme parks. they were thrilling, no doubt. but i didnt like the feelings it induced in the pits of my stomach..the way your heart felt like it was going to jump out..how your centre of gravity shifts and you feel weightless and you keep falling and falling with no inkling of when you'll next get jerked up again. i was always glad when the ride was over..but somehow, despite knowing what i was about to subject myself to, i'd still queue up like a fool, along with the rest of the eager crowd. i liked the sense of excitement and anticipation that built up during the climb..but the drops. those were horrid. the twists were almost exhilarating, the loops fabulous. but most of the time i spent with my eyes shut, screaming my lungs out as if the fear could be released along with my voice..i particularly preferred the rollercoasters that were indoors in a dark room..those where you couldnt see a thing but random blinking lights. i felt more secure somehow, encased in that dark, blank place. cos i couldnt see what was going to happen. i wasnt able to pre-empt the next turn. i loved the ends the best. the sudden whoosh and stop of the carriage. everyone jerks back into their seats, the bar lifts, and place is abuzz with chatter and excited voices. relief engulfs me, i survived! and a grin spreads across my face as i shake away the little thoughts that creep into my head
"let's do it again!"
"you must be mad. once was enough cardiac exercise for the month!" i say, as i stupidly join the queue for the next rollercoaster ride
i think this reflects my love life very well.
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