the jaw.

i don’t typically do personal stories at least not directly but the last few days have been pretty good and i think they deserve noting.

a few days ago my friend asked if i wanted to do an IM softball team and i was hesitant, not because i dont love sports or meeting people but for the fact that i honestly hadnt picked up a bat since eh..5th grade the “tazmanian devils” but after mulling it over decided i would, and have truly enjoyed every second of it. you see in t-ball my favorite part (sadly) was the snack after the game and now (though the 7-11 slurpees were amazing last night) its the game itself that gets me. finally got on base and then caught 2 balls in outfield during the 2nd and 6th innings, the last one to end the game :) and i think ive really missed that sense of a team, the cheering the supporting the congratulating the tough love the fast sprints the mess ups and the wins. after high school unless you play for your college or a really competitive league you just dont get that. it felt good. insanely good. on a side note that morning i found out i didnt have to take a calc class that ive been going back and forth with my advisors about since january and then after receiving that email got a text from my texas love who i havent heard from in a good week or so. had a great dream last night and some good ROTC eyefucking today and then ran into a patient who i worked with at the PT clinic where i shadow and he said hey and that felt great. now im at the library digging the guys ireland soccer shirt across from me and waiting for the ballgame to start. go tigers.