In my eyes there was never a truer word spoken. Those who enjoy rollercoaster rides thrive off the fear, thrill and adrenaline rush of all of those unknown twists and turns and that feeling of excitement when you feel as though your whole world has been flipped upside down. It’s the perfect metaphor for life… and more importantly, LOVE! You board the ride, unbeknownst of the journey which lies ahead. Family and friends, your ideological safety harnesses, attempt to protect you the best they can. And then the ride begins. There’s a few bumps along the way. Your first day at school. The uncomfortable jerks and jolts of puberty. As the ride continues, you see yourself approach a steep ascent which makes your heart race and your hair stand on edge all at once – This is your first love. As you climb higher, you fall deeper, until you reach the absolute peak where you feel as though you are on top of the world. You remain there for a few moments which feel like a blissful eternity. And then – out of nowhere – you’re plummeting faster and deeper than you ever thought possible. You’re met with countless loops as your whole world is turning upside down. Then the tracks begin to even out and you see a straight and clear future ahead. It’s a calmness which feels like a necessity after the emotional ride from which you thought you’d never recover. However, even though you still feel nauseous from the entire experience, you know you’ll do it all over again for those moments on top of the world.