If my life were a fairground ride it would be the whimsical whirlwind of a beautiful pink carousel, decked out in roses.
Each horse would be a unicorn and I would actually enjoy the notion of going round and round in circles. I would delight in experiencing the ups and downs.
It would be a magical ride; one which makes me smile and giggle as my hairs blows out like a banner behind me and the music waltzes me away to a dreamy fantasy.
All the ups and downs would be part of the journey, a vital aspect of the enjoyment, rather than something to be avoided or resented. If my life were a whimsical carousel ride the I would be the fairytale princess who makes it all happen, with a wave of her hand...