Growing up I participated in a bunch of different sports; basketball, badminton, tennis, volleyball, just to name a few. Each one affecting or inspiring me in many different ways, but I realized there would always be this one common ground. This one universal feeling of striving to become better, learning, working at it, and then eventually achieving those goals. Like looking up at the 10 foot hoop, visualizing myself leaping, flying up there with ball in hand, throwing it down and grabbing that rim hanging, savouring it for just a moment. I would look up and say to myself, "one day Rich, one of these days it'll happen." ...
These types of accomplishments for me, these "days of flight" certainly don't happen everyday. In fact when they do happen, it always happens in a flash and then its over.
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