Through many years, I've been focusing on the pitch and the outcome of whether or not I actually hit the ball to make it on base. I've realized that it's more about watching the movements the pitcher makes to throw each particular pitch. Will she curve her wrist, smack her glove to scare me, or throw a ball? If I can see what she does as she throws each pitch, I can be better be prepared for that brief moment when the ball reaches the batter's box. The outcome is now the result of my observances and my reaction to each of the pitcher's movement. I'm in control and I choose how I want the game to end.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Indifferent

There was a point in time when all I wanted was your commitment.
Now, all I want is what I had put behind you.
I'm on a drive to a new place.
The destination isn't yet on a map.
You are still there, but not like before.
You are with me for the times I still miss.
But my expectations of you aren't more than a goodbye kiss.
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