Hi,
A different day… These last weeks, I had the time to think about everything this season has brought me.
Ok, I’ve got a bit more experience, fun… but despite this, what else?
At once, I stucked, no way to concentrate on anything that seemed important to me… I’ve had this feeling of not being able to learn anything anymore. Was it due to tiredness? Age?
The question is: “when we’re really not good at something, is it possible to change?”
These last days, I thought I had the answer: no! We can’t be good at everything, I must accept it, that’s the way it is. It broke my heart. What would be the meaning of my life if I can’t get better everyday? Beacause the meaning of this life is to make the worst become something marvellous. I thought about my old job at which people were always saying I’m trying to go to fast. Is it true? This week, I have really thought I’ll not manage anything anymore, but actually, my time has come again.
I woke up this morning with the envy to take pleasure at each second. I didn’t find anybody to play volleyball, so I trained again and again, until I get to see a change in my way of playing. After a big hour, I saw a difference and the adrenalin has grown up very fast. I exceeded today.
Thereafter, the match of this afternoon was better than ever to me. Then there was the karaoké night which was not bad either. And to finish, I manage mixing sound, I manage filling a dance floor…. I finally manage to control the others! Not pejoratively, but I know finally what they will await from me.
Important is not to only involve itself, important is this combination of pleasure and training.
Today was one normal day, but inside, I felt it was one of the bests for a long time. I have pleasure.
I am proud of myself, I feel greater than ever, I like what I do, the world belongs to me, this life belongs to me.
Then, I remake the point on myself; what did this season bring to me? It made me reappear.