At Last...

18 Maart.
Rotterdam.
Vooraan.
Ik.
En hij ook.

Champions.

Eindelijk, na 9 jaar zwoegen, zijn we kampioen. We kicked some serious ass. Volgend seizoen worden de teams waarschijnlijk opgesplitst, helaas. Helaas omdat dit team echt een team is. We love eachother! En we hebben veel lol met elkaar. Misschien stop ik op het hoogtepunt, en zet ik een punt achter mijn honkbalcarriere.

Gentlemen,
It has been an honor.

Quote-A-Rama!

Not everybody gets corrupted. You have to have a little faith in people.

Tracy (Mariel Hemingway),
Manhattan (1979)

I'll See What Happens

This week I stopped worrying.
About everything.
Whoever wants to hate me, please do.
Whoever wants to love me, please do.

I'll live.

I love you.

Embrace

There comes a point in life when hope seems to fade. When you don't feel like carrying on, like bringing it home. You keep on waiting for that last shot of the movie called 'My Life'. A camera slowly zooming out on your ugly face, while the voice in your head is narrating that all will be well. You keep waiting for someone to yell 'cut' on the movieset that is your life. A happy ending. But not the end of your life, just the end of your problems. A turning point, if you will. From that moment on, there are no more problems. Just tiny cute problems, like forgetting your umbrella on a rainy day. Something you'll laugh about in bed the following night. Whatever people tell you, it's what everyone wants. Trust me. Nobody really likes a dark turn at the end. Not in real life.

It's days like this that make you remember who you really are. Who you used to be, and what you've now become. Whether you like it or not, it's something you have to deal with. Something you have to accept in order to live the rest of your life. Take my word for it; don't forget the things that changed you and made you who you are, but learn from them. Embrace your mistakes, instead of wiping them from your memory.

Have fun. That's all. Be happy. Have fun so you can be happy. It's that easy. Even in the darkest of days, spent with the darkest of persons, in the darkest of places, there shines a little light. Hold on to that light, and things will start to look up for you, I promise.

And God, I know how this sounds. You probably think I'm just another one of those preachy motherfuckers trying to enlighten themselves by writing all their shit down for other people to read. Maybe you're right. I guess this all makes a whole lot more sense to me than it does to you. But don't worry. Someday you will need it. You already need it.

It just hasn't hit you yet.

SCARRED