Everything that matters to me

Sometimes I look out the window and see the sun shining on the other houses. Only through the blinds, I can see the sun. It just reminds me of my childhood when waking up super early to watch kids' shows and having a bowl of cereal and having another one, and then going to play games on my computer. The games that I loved and will always remember. Just me enjoying that moment everywhere around me. I mean I love traveling the world experiencing and smelling the smell of far away. Just being able to be somewhere so far and so easily. I just can't comprehend the feeling. Just being able to taste the food from different places. Tasting the food and just the passion and feeling that passion you can always remember. Just being in Paris underneath the Eiffel tower. Feeling so small in a large world. Realizing your part of a world that is unimaginably bigger than you that you can't comprehend. some of the greatest and most beautiful things are the ones you can't comprehend.

Many times in a plane everything below you look smaller than you could ever imagine. being lifted soared high in the air somehow alive. Flying at incredible speeds with great scenery through the window seeing the different shades of blue of the ocean. The Beautiful colors you could see are the blue turquoises and dark blue different shades of green. within all those colors is the crisp dry sand and nice. On a nice sunny day, we are on the beach enjoying the summer. Just enjoying the crashing waves of the water, and nothing matters more than that. I go in the water that's fresh it cools me from the hot sand and now I'm good. I have so much freedom. I could go in the sand, in the water, or on the earth.

Isn't soccer life. the Earth is round and the ball is round. A circle doesn't end. It keeps continuing, but there are no edges on a circle. Even if there are edges, they are so small. Everything is round it depends on what perspective you're looking from. If everything is round then what straight? I guess life and everything are round. Things are meant to be round. I mean round means something that is smooth. As a human, I love things that are smooth, something smooth, and nice to look at. Something that is smooth is like something that oozes out of an ice cream machine. That image is satisfying to imagine. Just tasting the soft smoothly melting ice off the cone is precise. The hot summer day calls for an evening ice cream. Something sweet, creamy, soft with small crystals inside like a cold crystalized paste.

Let's come back to the soccer idea. I mean soccer is pursuing a ball. I chase that ball and whack it, flick it, bring it, chip it, hit, and most of all bounce it off myself. I hit it, snap it, crack it. Then it releases off me the like a "ssssshhhoc".Exactly Like water. I guess humans are mostly part of water. I'm like a moving mass of water creating sounds of water from things that are shaped from and like water. Then once the ball comes back to me, I chase that ball in hot pursuit. I chase that ball like police chasing a bad guy. A bad guy is so unpredictable. The ball is just too unpredictable, but I'm one with the ball. The ball and I are both connected unpredictably. Every time I touch that ball, there is something new. Then it goes somewhere never been before screeching into that net.