electropanic

was going thru all my kidstuff to get some toys for a friend’s son … when i chanced upon a notebook i’d kept those days and all these years!! playing football on the road … and then in the house … writing down commentry and the scores of all of englands games .. and uniteds games in that stack of paper .. wow .. nostalgic!!!
playing alone acting like i was the next shearer … and the next gazza … the next baggio … gave me so much joy … having superstitions like needing to thread a proper thru ball thru the door at the perfect height before sitting for any test!!! those kind of things .. make me smile now!!
and today … i really cant see any contentment within me … racing alone .. trying to reach a finish line … and then searching for another finshin line … it just doesn’t stop … there is nothing i can do now that gives me as much pleasure as then … why is it ?? is it the same with all grown ups??
those days were so beautiful … so simple … makes me smile even today!!!