The pins fell back hard and the sound was glorious. It was the culmination of years of practice and blood. I was at that crucial point when I realized the value of working hard everyday with a goal in mind. The process was a blur. This is what happens when you are young.
The pins fall just as hard and are more precisely driven back, the sound is intensely gratifying, and the blood is of no consequence. I enjoy the day, each day, as a part of my goal attainment. This is what happens when you are older. 98
Monday, May 26, 2008
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