millrock
"Everything is nothing." He gasped. Never in his life had someone so important to him said something so powerful. He was in awe, left speechless in the chair struggling to piece together words for a response.
The sand swept up through the air, blowing past the two opponents faces as the sun beamed down on their dry, wrinkled skin. Johnny was close to pulling the trigger, he knew he had limited time left before Rick made a move. Boom! light flashed before his eyes as his knees buckled from under him. Johnny had dodged the bullet.
I woke up in a haze. The sun was beating down on the left side of my face, gleaming through the windowpane that had once shaded my bed from light. I had to gather myself and prepare for the day ahead. In only a few short hours I would be capping four years worth of hangovers and holding a degree.
That's the way the cookie crumbles. It crumbles into tiny little pieces, which are further broken down into smaller pieces, and finally broken down into microscopic parcels which can hardly be seen by the human eye. Biology is an incredible thing.
He stepped on the golf course with confidence, marching next to the young caddy as if to pomp & circumstance. He knew the odds were stacked against him. He knew he would have to perform his best, but something about the tight grass and humid Florida air on that Saturday made him feel invincible.
Snowboarding is an incredible sport. The sensation of rushing down the mountain at full speed with zero regard for risk or fear is unmatched. Feeling the powder swoosh through the edges of your board, the cold wind brisk your face and the view of the snow-capped tree tops is equivalent to ecstasy.
Breakout of the cage you were placed in upon birth. Breakout of your slump that has affected all facets of your life. A breakout year is a year filled with ambition and hunger, trial and error, success and failure, and personal growth.