Intermezzo - The Slide

     The college responses started to come suddenly and unexpectedly early.  Why is it easier to be going down the slide, picking up speed, butterflies rising from my stomach, than it is to sit quietly at the top, contemplating what is to come?

    Is it possible to be still and present while descending at speed?  What would it be like to inhabit my life one frame at a time?  Would I miss the feel of the air rushing past my face?