wednesday december 20

today i dreamt that i was on a little league baseball team. i was approximately twice as old as the other kids on the team, who were arguably a more appropriate age for little league baseball (10-11ish). despite being at this obvious advantage though, when it came time, during our practice, to run sprints from baseline to baseline, i struggled to keep up with my teammates. whenever we came to each baseline and had to come to a sharp stop and reverse direction, my feet would slip and prevent me from making quick cuts, while their little legs never seemed to slow down! i ended up being the last one on the field completing the sprints, extremely frustrated and unrelentingly embarrassed.