Hi, it’s me again, back!
Now I smell it.. I smell what was one day..me.
It ‘s the intense smell of sweet sour sweat, that smell
celebrating too much effort done in the most real moments of my life, when my
fast beating out of breath heart dances with the euphoria of dumping the last
point in a long “to the bone” game.
The smell that revives the young girl soaked in her blue
T-shirt perspiration leaving her marks on the play ground floor one moment and
the other on the basketball ring, under the flashing lights of the play ground
lighting up the dark night sky. I see a girl who knows what she’s doing and
does it well. Does it her way in the right place at the right time!
I see a wild fast moving body driven by a free soul of a
teen, and wonder about what happened to become that dry soul tightened up in
formal suits locked between car-office freezers!
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