p.s.
I took up racquetball too.
Well, I didn't really PLAY. When I just couldn't stop obsessing, I went and rented a court for an hour, for a couple of bucks at the local rec center. Went down there with a racquet I'd bought at Goodwill and one poor little blue ball and
BLAM that's for all the lousy parenting I had (chase the ball)
BLAM that's for all the fear I've had to go through (chase chase)
BLAM that's for the disrespect (chase)
BLAM that's for the way I'm being treated right now
BLAM BLAM chase BLAM BLAM chase chase BLAM chase BLAM
There's a reason it burns 500 calories in an hour
Violent? Maybe. But when all else fails, there's nothing like a physical release to blunt the edges of obsession.
Love to all,
GiveLove