Life is like entering a theme park.
What ride do you choose?
Do you choose the scary roller coaster with numerous high supports that even visible before we enter the park, or
Do you choose Tea Cup, the colorful cups with beautiful decoration and characters?
What ride do you choose?
Do you choose the scary roller coaster with numerous high supports that even visible before we enter the park, or
Do you choose Tea Cup, the colorful cups with beautiful decoration and characters?
I’d say, both are equally deadly.
Roller coaster is a ride, there are moments when you feel scared, afraid, excited, happy and at the same time wondering what you are doing.
There are path where you thought are straight, but it turns the other way around.
There are times when you are hanging upside down and even the deepest voices from your deepest throat are unable to escape.
Or when you ride up through the chain and wondering what are you going to get.
Or when you are desperately want to get out from the ride. Out. Out! And wondering whether you are going to fall or to fly.
But if you decide to take the ride, there is an end when you can look back at your picture for sale, screaming, crying, laughing, but you’ve been there, done that.
Tea Cup is a ride, when you can predict the way you are going. There are little or none turnovers or surprises. There is even the same sight you can enjoy for every lap. At some moment, you start to count how many laps you have left to go. By the end of the ride, you might end up with nauseous feeling that blur you thinking about who you are. And you can’t find your picture for sale, unless family or friends take a snap for you.
Which one is your ride?
Roller coaster is a ride, there are moments when you feel scared, afraid, excited, happy and at the same time wondering what you are doing.
There are path where you thought are straight, but it turns the other way around.
There are times when you are hanging upside down and even the deepest voices from your deepest throat are unable to escape.
Or when you ride up through the chain and wondering what are you going to get.
Or when you are desperately want to get out from the ride. Out. Out! And wondering whether you are going to fall or to fly.
But if you decide to take the ride, there is an end when you can look back at your picture for sale, screaming, crying, laughing, but you’ve been there, done that.
Tea Cup is a ride, when you can predict the way you are going. There are little or none turnovers or surprises. There is even the same sight you can enjoy for every lap. At some moment, you start to count how many laps you have left to go. By the end of the ride, you might end up with nauseous feeling that blur you thinking about who you are. And you can’t find your picture for sale, unless family or friends take a snap for you.
Which one is your ride?
