One day as a miserable 13-year-old, my favourite school teacher told me the key to happiness. Chasing. “You’re a fast runner,” she said. “You’re smart and you know how to play the game. Use that, and find it.”
Why, then, do sometimes I feel like my legs are tied and heavy? I feel like I’m loosing the game, or maybe I’ve just forgotten the rules. Sometimes I think I’m playing a different game altogether. Throwing the ball when I should be kicking it.
I guess it’s all about creating our own game. Making the rules. Setting the boundaries. And choosing the scoring system.
I need a re-adjustment of the goal posts.