sometimes life throws you a curve ball. no i don’t particularly appreciate baseball, but the analogy is proper here. you’ll see where i’m going with this. so back to curve balls. you practice hitting all types of throws, you can try to predict what’s coming next. but then there’s that curve ball when you expected a speed ball. damn. here’s the thing, what you didn’t see coming is going to cause something. your knee jerk reaction? it’s going to have an effect. sometimes, you’ll slam the ball out of the park. sometimes you get a swing an a miss. and sometimes, those unfortunate times, you get hit. and it really hurts.
but we still have to step up to the plate sometimes. and it’s terrifying. what happens if you hit the ball and run? does that make everything sunshine and roses? what if you strike out and have to start all over? what if you get hurt? oh dear what if you get hurt? i’m not positive where i’m going with this because conventional wisdom says “if you don’t try, you’ll never succeed.” this is true. but how do we deal with the fear of getting out there again.
answer: alcohol. lots of alcohol. oh, wait, that’s college.
answer: you have to decide if what you want is worth a trip to the emergency room. and keep in mind, the more you want that particular home run, the more potential you have to take a curve ball to the noggin. just sayin.
but we keep stepping up. we learn lessons from our past but that doesn’t mean we live in it. at least that’s how the theory is. life is harder. we can’t all live in theoretical idealistic worlds. the truth is, your heart is going to get broken. probably more than once. people you care about are going to die. you will see injustice in this world that is so grossly unfair it will live with you long after it should. those lessons have to be learned. sometimes, most of the time, the hard way. it’s unfortunate and it’ll leave bruises. sometimes scars.
but don’t let what the pain leaves define who you are. define yourself as someone who wears life lessons proudly. pretty or not. take each day and roll with it. bring your wisdom, you know… that little voice in your head that says “remember last time? yeah bring an ice pack and tylenol… lots of it” but also bring your enthusiasm. because more often than not, you’re gonna hit the ball. and holy awesomeness batman, what a feeling that is.