I wore a mask and my face grew to fit it .
I wore a mask and my face grew to fit it, as did my personality and my mind. After I contorted my mind and soul to the rhythm of the sound I became completely enthralled in complete and unmistakable bliss. When I picked the cold steel string and felt the hum of calm soothing sounds echo in my ears I knew that somewhere along the way of my life long journey I had made a right decision. Somewhere along the way I became what I never thought I could- truly pleased. With this new endowment of pure grace and skill I could take myself to a safe haven one might go when in doubt, disbelief or indecision that could set me free from all that may displease.
As the small circular globe, which all 22 players watch like gold falling from the sky, makes it's way through the thick foggy atmosphere I sprint in the direction in which it will fall. With the moist green bermuda slipping with every step I make beneath my feet I leave a trail of punctured grass as the man pursuing me lessens the distance between us. With every step I hear his heart beat coming closer, I feel his breath breathing harder on the back of my neck, I see his shadow closing in on the quick moving grass. Finally I am within a few yards of our prized possession and as I lift my left leg back I feel my self-starting to slip and I lose my balance. The feel of his breath, the sight of the quick moving grass, the bass of his heart beating all stops for the adrenaline has left me, just like my breathe, my heart beat, and my sight. There was complete silence save for a faint humming of the crowd. At that moment I was free, I had not doubt's no worries, no tribulations, it was as if I had been reborn. There were no burdens on my shoulder's, all my grievances seemed to just have gone with my consciousness. A few moments passed before I gained consciousness again. The moist bermuda grass was not as forgiving as one might imagine for it did knock me out.
I. ... To these, Roosevelt said; "These Republican leaders have not been content with attacks on me, or my wife, or on my sons. No, not content with that, they now include my little dog, Fala. Well, of course, I don't resent attacks and my family doesn't resent attacks, but Fala does resent them." ... i. ...
