Day to day

You know the feeling you get when
you're at the peak of the rollercoaster track?
That feeling you get in the pit of your stomach just before you fall?
I've been feeling like that a lot recently.
I think it a mixture of emotions ranging from excitement to trepidation.

Life hasn't been unfair to me.
In fact, it's been brillantly generous.
There's nothing for me to gripe about-no reason for me not be be sucessful,
a contributor to the betterment of mankind.
When does contentment become escapism?