after our evening walks, i let bagel roam around the backyard. he usually chases rabbits, marks his territory, or goes on sniffing-raids. while bagel does bagel, i walk around thinking of life and how i can execute my ideas. a few days ago, i decided to bring a soccer ball into the backyard. there’s a tree that splits into two about 5 feet off the ground, almost like a wish bone. i put two and two together and began kicking field goals through the wish bone. i’m not very good at it (for now) but it’s addicting. before i knew it, the sun was going down and bagel was waiting for me in the house.
it’s very difficult, but it gives me something to do while i’m thinking of things to do.
-ratha, 8:52pm, 4.2.19