Fun Loving Saturday Night= sprained ankle on chunky beach sod.
Fun loving numbness to pain= oblivious to sprain kept running
Oblivion= worse ankle spend time at home dreading the beginning of the week
Dreading Moody Monday= reenergized over a long weekend of escapism and reflection
Reenergized long weekend= reality hits and the paranoid mind goes on overdrive and negative thoughts dominate the day to the point of maybe I'm not cut out for this job anymore.
Negative thoughts= staying extra late to discuss issues and assuage fears
Staying Late= another reason not to go to my softball game which I cancelled due to the sprained ankle.
Staying late= ankle feels better, by the time I read home guilt and excitement blend
Guilt and excitemnt= late rush to get down to the field to try and play, maybe I'll save the day.
Hero complex and saving the day= I park in a desolate area and do not lock the scooter
No Playing time= extra beers on the sidelines as a cheerleader.
Extra beer= extra talk and discussions after game
Extra disucssions= talk of a motorcycle yet with praise.
Praise of my scooter situation= hubris. Hard to get a motorcycle when my scooter is so cheap in easy blah blah blah the universe listens
I turn around- I've been at the field 1 hour 20 minutes and it's gone.
the police arrive and tell me there is little chance
my roomate says "we will have to have a funeral for my scooter"
Funny hows things lead into each other.
Scooter you will be missed.
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