I sat in a car, no one but me to control, pushed down the rail track called life, ups and downs. I hold on tight; no need to stay in the ride, enjoying it while sightseeing my life in front of my eyes, and nothing to hide. The start of my ride, the day I faced my tremors, my fears without tears, embraced and cherished; as many wishes, to be served and protected. At this point all I can afford is to sit down and enjoy the view.