After watching "Parenthood", I was keenly aware of the internal havoc I have brought upon myself recently. It helped me dissect life for what it really is, a theme park comprised of roller coasters. Granted, usually, it is just seen as a roller coaster, but I gave it a little twist. I realize that this is not really a new revelation or comparison, but I desperately needed to be reminded of it, on a small scale and on a grander one. I have been fighting gravity, which, let me tell you... is completely futile. I have been lashing at my seat belt and screaming at the top of my lungs, begging to be let off the ride, but what does being let off the ride really entail anyways? It means a life on the sidelines, holding other people's shit while they ride. Everyday we have a choice to check in or out of the ride, and everyday we check out we inevitably lose out on a thrilling experience. That experience may even be composed of mostly low points with a few twists, but the highs make it so worth it. I am done standing on the sidelines, envying the courage of others. I am tired of checking out for fear of what the drops may do to my stomach or what the darkness of tunnels with unknown durations, paths, and destinations may do to my repairable heart. You really miss out on going to the theme park if you don't ride any of the rides. I want to be able to say I rode every single one of them, and I want to say I did so with a sense of excitement and adventure, not dread and anguish. I want to ride with my hands waving in the air, laughing through the ups and downs the ride hurls me through. I don't want to cling to my harness and close my eyes, anxiously awaiting to just be let off the damn ride. I want to see it all. Thankfully, it's never too late to get off the bench, abandon your
The following clip is a gem about "the ride" from "Parenthood". Enjoy.