life is not a soccer game
June 16th, 2008
Goal!!! Familiar to that sound lately?
Soccer. Euro 2008. Yeah… whatever. I actually don’t feel like talking about it here, since I have not followed the soccer game as religious as I used to for the past 4 days. Why? Went to a cave and close my eyes instead. Trying to listen to my own heart beat, my voice of the heart, the real me.
Today, though – I’m going to talk about life and soccer. I used to live my life as a soccer game. But, eureka! I can finally see it from the other vantage point. Life is not a soccer game anyway. I don’t want to compete, running around like those 22 soccer player plus the referee, management, coach, hooligans and other millions of supporters that are screaming their voice out in front of the television.
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