If I fell in love more than once it was only because I met the other by chance. If I wore heels and made my face it was only because the memory needed painting. If I laughed too hard, slowed the wine, waited to call, or wrote a story it was only because it happened at random. This, all of this that encompasses my life, has all happened at random, by chance, lovely accidents that have changed my life in pieces of different shapes and sizes to create a whole person they may see. Children and tears and songs and corks are pieces of the life we have lived, the roads we walk on with the pebbles and potholes.
I’ve always liked basketball, played it on high school for a year and now I have become a true hometown fan of the Orlando Magic. Before anything is said, I will have you know that we are third seed in our conference and while the team is starting to get some recognition (read: Seven Reasons to Fear the Orlando Magic), we are a long way to go in order to be mentioned alongside the Celtics or individually, the great LeBron James. I am currently watching our last game before the playoffs against the Charlotte Bobcats (up by 16, three minutes left on the 3rd quarter) and not only am I rooting for them, I am actually putting in perspective what is like to be a sports fan. Eh, I will ask Meli and how she deals with the ups and downs of being a lifelong Miami Dolphins fan… I have seen how rough it’s been for her the last few years… so, GO MAGIC!
