Monday, January 25, 2010

I'm No Good With Sports

Seriously, you'd think I'd be a better catcher after all the curve-balls life has thrown (especially of late). But no. I'm not. I still feel like a bumbling teenager who's out-of-place in a grown up world that she's still trying to figure out how to navigate. You'd think at 25 this awkwardness would start to dissipate. Nope. Not even close.

Hoping that one day before I die I will have at least one moment where I feel like I've got it all figured out. As of right now, I'm still ducking pitches and shaking in my cleats over the confusion.
Post a Comment