I was wondering where to start originally, but i figured the best place would be the visit of my cousin Alex. He came over as a visit with my aunt and uncle, and they were planning to sign him up for track, right after a baseball game that he had at the same YMCA. And here he comes over and the same as every other time he came over, I wondered hoe he could be as happy as he was all the time but there he was being the crazy bouncing off the walls, bundle of happiness that he could be. And he stated that it was his first baseball game of the season and they won. Well, me being me, was just yay(?), maybe you'll get a trophy and start a trophy self like mine, thus in which I showed him mine so that he would know what he could achive. His smile grew even more crazy than before, and I realized, that was my problem.
I never smiled as easily anymore as he could. I don't know it that's because I lost all my spirit in the six years of difference between my age and younger cousin's or that I see and understand the sadness of the world and that's waht dooms me. But I had a feeling that it was the glow that was the difference. My cousin Alex had the glow of winning a game, of being a part of a team and being needed, and that was what I was lacking. I haven't played sports since seventh grade, and quit because the coach I had was an ass. From there I becasme lazy and just didn't care what other people thought of me that much and became the depressing fat blob of a person that I am now. So here I am just about to start my junior year in hight school, at the freak high school that I go to, completely out of shape for anything above a power walk and yet I want the same after game glow that I once had and was once my reason for playing soccer.
Well....with that said, Me, My depressing Blob of self, and I, will find that again.
And so my Journey begins.
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