Belmont Park in San Diego, somewhere between the age of six and eight, I took my first roller coaster ride. I was nervous, excited, and terribly frightened. All of these emotions mixed with the racing of my heart and dropping of my stomach were new to me. At some point I even ended up feeling sick. However, from that day forward, when it came to roller coasters, I was hooked.
Jump to the present and these are the exact same feelings I have about love. It can be a fun ride and leave you wanting more. The adrenaline starts pumping and the excitement takes over. You have you many ups and downs, along with those sharp and sometimes unexpected turns. It can be fun but it can also get a little bumpy and cause you headaches. While in the moment, these things do not bother you and you may even feel like nothing else exists.
Then the ride stops. It was a great ride. Although you may feel a little dizzy and weak, you enjoyed it. You may want another go at it, but chances are it won't be the same the second time around. You do realize one thing, you are hooked to this ride we call love.
So what's next? Move on to the next ride.
Your ticket please.
