It's a car crash, a sudden rush of adrenaline through your head.
When it hits you, you're lost, you're clueless and blank for a flashlight of time.
When your senses collide and reforms itself, the sound darts back into your ears, and it all becomes clear again.
So clear that you wished you'd stay drunk forever and that you'd remain silent in your given position.
Instead, a train of emotions come gushing through your flesh and you stand in fear as the force was so great you can't feel yourself anymore.
You're taken over, you're on autopilot. You let emotions steer you to your destination.
As much as you hated it, you're enjoying the flow of the ride.
There is no telling how fast this ride is taking you, even if you see yourself being blasted off to space, and rounding the earth in a second, you're just trusting the mechanism of this wonderland vehicle.
You might not come back down, you might not get to turn around and see the sun from earth, but you know that nothing else can be compared to where you are right now.
There's no place else you'd rather be than here at the exact point you said you'd not be.
You have taken many shortcuts that lead you to no where and you've missed a lot of turns that could've led you to somewhere.

So how sure are you that this time, you've picked the right track to be on? How sure are you that your wonderland vehicle would not one day run outta gas and crash millions of feet down to solid ground?

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