I climb into my mood swing, and push off from the gravity of the situation, my feet kicking high, fast and forward, then curling them back into the fetal position, till I feel as if I can touch the sky.
Sometimes I lay way back on my mood swing. and then sit up rapidly as I plunge forward through life, and then I am overcome by butterflies, tickling my belly with such delight that I laugh out loud. Other days I sail high in the air, and simply leap off my mood swing, feet thrusting forward like an arrow, till I land with both feet firmly planted on solid ground.
My favorite positions in the mood swings I know is tandem with a lovely lass gracing my lap, facing me, as we swing through blissful moods and fly through passions grip, slowing down at the end, breathless and sated we clamber off each other and just dream.