Dream: Ferris Wheel

In the dream, I am on a ferris wheel, sitting in the little covered chair. There is a girl beside me, about age 11. The ferris wheel gets moving and it turns my stomach as rides do. As it goes from high to low and I get that whoop-y feeling in my gut I tell myself I hate this and why did I get on the ride to begin with. Then as it swoops around I tell myself it’s not so bad and that’s the reason I got on, because it’s actually fun.


It’s about having a positive attitude towards adventure.

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