It was sunny and 74 this morning when I decided to go solo to Cedar Point
for a couple of hours. I had lunch with a friend working there, then walked on to a few rides (not terribly busy with most kids back in school). Between the fifth and sixth inversions on Raptor
, I thought, "Wow, if I had not left my six-figure corporate code monkey job, I'd be sitting in a cube right now developing software I could care less about." Instead I was flying through the air strapped into a roller coaster.
Just a reminder that career and money can't replace getting out and living a bit.