Whoa V

My roller coaster just went up. Up. Up. through the clouds. And the air gets thinner. And thinner.

It's up there not because things are good, but because things are cold. My feet and fingers are numb, and breathing gets tough.

So tempted to just jump ship right now. Either I float into the atmosphere or I freefall back to earth, and in both scenarios I'll be with Jesus soon enough.

Sorry for the super emo tone. I hope I can blame this on PMS. I don't keep track, you see. So I can only hope.