This first week since going "public" has been such a rush; like a blind date. And a roller coaster. Or a blind date on a roller coaster. "Hi." I extend a hand, battling the g-force. "I'm Crystal."
Teeth rattling, he reaches to shake. "I'm Exposure. Nice to meet you."
For the rest of the whirlwind ride we keep our heads forward, fighting the urge to raise our arms and scream, or puke--which ever comes first.
Of course stepping off the ride we're reminded of the solidity of mother earth, and stand back to evaluate. Are we ready for another go? Do we have the guts/stomach to face the whip-lashing neck-twisting fury?
Yup. That pretty much sums it up, except this ride doesn't stop. It doesn't slow down either. Here we go, week two, clinging to our centers and wondering when the buzz between our ears will end.
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