Life is like a marathon, or wait, was it a rollercoaster?

Now that i'm suppressing my feelings, my entries are mainly only going to be about the normal humdrum. I have a lot of work to do/read/plan and revise. I have to fit in volunteering and find paid work. Everything seems like a long stretch and there are many hurdles ahead. I used to detest athletics at school, but maybe that's what life is. A chance to prance about in shorts that look like underpants and die of embarrassment. No, kidding. But basically, it's all about every small race/task looking like a long road ahead and then you achieve that one task & it doesn't make you feel okay because there's the next race, the relay. It's all about sprinting and gliding to that first. All the while emotions are everywhere, they go up and down just like the ride you are on. Hills and corners, climbs and falls. I wonder if any of this seems irrelevant one day?

Let's hope so.