I was flying.

There's a moment when all you could see was the sky. Truly blue, and maybe streaks of clouds diagonally stretched in areas. Then your stomach felt like it fell, quicker than any part of your body. And all you could see was the ground at a near 90 degree angle.

Swooping down...that's what that happened.
I felt like a bird.
Like I was in control of where I wanted to go.

Actually, I was on a roller coaster ride named Behemoth at Wonderland.

Maybe it was the adrenaline rush.
Maybe some part of me suddenly started some blood to circulate.
That, along with some wonderful people surely alleviated much I had clouding my mind.
Thanks for a wonderful day!