In the Queue

It's strange... I feel like I've been queuing for a very long time, so how come it isn't yet my turn to ride the carousel? Come to think of it, did I come to this theme park by myself? Or with someone else? Didn't I have two children with me? Yes, that would make sense. Why else would a grown man like myself be queuing for the carousel? But where are the children? What are their names? Ah, forget it. I'm tired... I don't want to queue anymore, but... it looks like I'm almost at the front.