The very first variable I run into is parking. There’s no close spots because everyone managed to get there the second the park opened. As I creep around the parking lot, at last appears a single parking spot that isn’t 4 miles away. But my gripped hands loosen as my wide eyes narrow on a smart car tucked between two SUVs. I finally sulk into a farther one, weary from what seems like hours circling like a vulture and not yet being in the park. As my legs carry me to the entry, I reluctantly scan the entry: the chattering masses blockade the gate and the shuffle of movement...nonexistent. It takes another half an hour to scan my ticket and go through security. I shudder glancing at those who didn’t pre-buy their ticket, forced to wait in that line too.
Nevertheless, I finally breach Six Flags, gaining passage to the gurgling fountain and the carousel song, drawing in children and parents alike with images of uninhibited and serene …show more content…
My life is and will continue to be waiting in lines: waiting in line for food or purchases, at the airport, in a car line during traffic, waiting in line to move up in position, to talk to someone, to graduate. I’m always going to be waiting for something. But what’s important is what lines I wait in, who I choose to wait in them with, and how I choose to act. While not everything in life is a perfect Disney ending, Six flags was — with friends by my side, and lasting memories of fun. The math equation balances out and fades, as time transforms into