This is so old fashioned, like something our grandparents did, but it is the way I am. So, I live in a world surrounded by people who trade lovers like poker chips. Win some you lose some. I expect to win. I have a positive outlook. So, if I do lose, I'm shocked. I got the blues, but it comes and goes. I need to get the greens. (If blue is sad, what color is happy?) What to do? Run every morning. Shoot hoops every night. Let time do its work.
When I was a kid, I remember that you were considered awesome by your peers if you could hold a regulation-sized basketball by the top with one hand. Check me out. Yeah, but I can't do this:
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