Fastballs

The ball comes like a slew of meteors one thousand fold. This neverending transition is getting old. Will I ever gain some normalcy? There are too many losses you see. Gotta keep eating, keep the machine fed. Remember the people that you have led. Life will continue to be on that intense pace. You will win the race. Preparation will always beat anticipation. Enjoy the fun times and inspiration. Refuel and isolate as you need. Rest! Pass the test! Remember that we all bleed. Ensure you get your first aid. It’s time to show others how you were made. It all feels like a thousand daggers. This won’t last like grocery store baggers. Take it slow, stay in the moment and trust the process. The future is shiny and never a mess

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