I'm on a rollercoaster that only goes up my friend. Flying to the sky
in my cart of hopes and dreams. The feeling is exhilirating. Feeling as
if I could just continue the journey up, up towards the stars. Oh to be
one with the stars again. The place amoung them where we all once
where. Yet here I am finding my way up the ride from the very bottom.
Most expect it to be a sure shoot up. Though I know better. I expect the
stops, curves, detours, and even missing tracks. Isn't it all in the grand
schem of things? Why become part of the ride just to go straight up?
I'm waiting on for the next curve, to keep the ride going. Who cares if
it's going fast and bumpy. Don't even mind the missing tracks that much.
I gotta learn to sit back and enjoy the ride. Just to see the stars glimmer
is satisfying. My ride will meet it's destination soon enough.