Just enjoy it today. Me and you both know that it’s going to get done once again. That no matter how we feel or how beat up the body may be, the job will get done again.

That voice is still there. Sitting on an empty bleacher of the gym inside my mind. It watches me as an opposing fan would. Waiting for the slip, waiting for the fall so that it can cheer.

Not quite playing out the way I thought it would. I guess that’s supposed to be half the fun of it though. When you decide to play you decide to accept chaos. You can only order your

Turns out I wasn’t ready yet The chance is now gone away. With one opportunity leaving Another one emerges. There’s always a way out. There’re an infinite number of moves to make. The only real way to