Through many years, I've been focusing on the pitch and the outcome of whether or not I actually hit the ball to make it on base. I've realized that it's more about watching the movements the pitcher makes to throw each particular pitch. Will she curve her wrist, smack her glove to scare me, or throw a ball? If I can see what she does as she throws each pitch, I can be better be prepared for that brief moment when the ball reaches the batter's box. The outcome is now the result of my observances and my reaction to each of the pitcher's movement. I'm in control and I choose how I want the game to end.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The road finally stopped with the twists and turns.  Turns out, I might be Latin Works material.  Billions of resumes and cover letters sent out, 4 interviews, and 1 anticipated phone call.  It's actually working out for me.  If I can work and work and only focus on work, I can get where I want to be.  May not sound like much to someone, but I'm where I want to be.  Sometimes it doesn't feel deserved, but it all happens for a reason.  I wish everyone else luck in the cruel capitalistic world.  Hell, I wish myself luck.  Nothing is set in stone.  Not tomorrow, not the job we hold today, or the one we hold in our hearts.  It's a life of mystery. 
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