I was 5 and remember my brothers mentioning our uncle was gonna come by and take us to Six Flags. I spent the whole week prior to his arrival daydreaming how much fun it would be, I'd even lost some sleep because of it. The day finally arrived and my uncle put me aside and said I couldn't go because most of the rides were not appropriate for my height so it would be best to stay home with my grandmother. That day helped me realize it's best not to have expectations to spare yourself from disappointment.
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