The most wonderful high in the world is the sudden rush of elation that comes from nowhere. There's never any rhyme or reason to it. It's just there. I could do anything. I can handle anything. Nothing can stop me and nothing can go wrong.
In the moment it's wonderful. The irony comes in the end. The end to the invincible feeling will be the smallest annoyance. It will most likely be something out of place or an offhand comment that will bring it all crashing down. It's like riding The Drop Zone. You go to the top and you're AT THE TOP. The wind is blowing in your hair and you can see the whole world from up there and you can see it all so clearly. You're on top of it. Then in a split second your stomach goes in your mouth and you're at the bottom. The ride is over. The thrill is gone. There is nothing left to do but throw up your cotton candy and try to find your way to the top again.
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