Paulo Coelho. Eleven minutes (№ 29714)

Today I passed the amusement Park. I can't waste time, and therefore began to just examine the visitors. Stood in front of the roller coaster: I've seen people looking for thrills, but when it all comes into motion, die in fear and shout: "Stop!" What is necessary? If they had chosen adventure, shouldn't we tune into it, to go to the end? Do they believe that it will be wiser to pass these steep climbs and steep descents but to get to the carousel, which is spinning in one place?