You think back to when your parents used to take you to the fair as a little kid and how much you liked the merry-go-round, even when your big brother teased you about it being such a girly ride.
You always liked the horses, they seemed so tall, but now as an adult that part has changed as you easily climb upon the nearst one, a pink colored filly, you feel a bit silly, but it brings back good memories of more carefree times as the ride starts moving slowly gaining speed.
It feels so soothing to you that you do not notice......