You're at the fair, and all you want to do, is ride that ferris wheel. You wait in line, hands sweaty with excitement, your ticket turns soggy as you slowly move closer to the ride. Who cares that everyone else wanted to go play games, you came for this ride, and you're doing it.
You approach the front, and hand the carnival employee your ticket, hoping into the car, ready to go! That's when, for some reason, the sweaty large shirtless man who just took your ticket yells out...."Single Rider! We got a SINGLE RIDER here!"
What the heck?! Who said you wanted to ride with anyone? You were happy up until this moment, and now you feel shame. To boot, the entire line up of paired individuals is looking at you like you are a sad person who should be pitied or shot. And that's when the man yells it out again.
SINGLE RIDER. It's what I am all about. I have decided to ride life solo so far, and have felt the joy of doing what I want and the sting of being called out, just like at the damn fair. I say, ride that thing, and don't forget to let the ticket guy know, you don't want a passenger, safety rules be damned!
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