Then guilt for not being there to help the poor souls who have had my old responsibilities dumped on top of their own.
After that I felt this strange wave of happiness, like I was floating, like I had just come in from a run in the middle of a beautiful day and had the world at my fingertips...
Then guilt again for feeling happy.
Ultimately, I landed on content because I remembered that 'The Man' running the roller coaster had paused the big machine and politely asked me to get off.
I think I will have a corndog while I mull over my next ride.
2 comments:
I love this analogy, Sarah! It actually made me hungry :)
Right! When was the last time you had a corndog? The 90s?
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