I was reading The Alchemist today and had an epiphany that I’m not where I want to be, where I could be, or where I should be. I’ve slacked off so much in my life that I’ve fallen into a slump of complacency.
I’m going to work out again. I’m going to play baseball again. I’m going to learn the guitar.
I’m going to be the man I know I’m capable of being.
There’s nothing stopping me.
I broke my nose during this game. I have bled, sweat, and cried on that field. I could tell you so many stories of mah baseball days.
Okay I’ll stop posting baseball pictures sorry guys.
No like, forreal. I miss the hell out of playing it. All of these bringing up great memories.