I’ve heard that if you fall for a really long time, you don’t even notice you’re falling, in fact, you feel like you’re suspended in air. I think that’s why people like drop towers at amusement parks. I’ve been on one of those once, most terrifying experience of my life. My heart trying to claw its way up my throat, my stomach rolling. It’s a terrible way to describe falling in love, but it’s very accurate. Drop towers happen much faster, though, and you can always turn your back to them if you get too scared. Falling in love gives you no choice and once it starts, you’re strapped to that seat and like hell you’re getting free. I think the worst part was actually being in love, being on the ground. You stumble around, going from ride to ride, trying to forget that drop tower because there’s no way you could have actually experienced that! But you obviously can’t ignore the drop tower because it’s right in the middle of the park and it’s like 300 feet tall and all you can hear is people’s screams and it’s always in sight and to get anywhere else, you have to pass it so it’s not like you can just forget about it. And it doesn’t help that you actually really liked the drop tower because it gave you a fantastic rush and the colors are very nice and the harness made you feel safe and it’s different because it’s not boring like the bumper cars or intense like the roller coasters and you don’t feel like you’re slipping out of the seat or off the wall because you have that harness you can hold onto and you don’t even need to open your eyes because who needs to see that park? It’s just a park and you’ve got the drop tower to make you feel good, you don’t need those other rides. 

And then the analogy ran out.