Day 38 (Year of Creative Habits): I love football.
Pee-wee, high school, college, professional – it doesn’t matter I enjoy the game. There’s a lot of shouting and cheering whenever I’m watching. I rarely cry though at the outcome.
But I cry during the “big game” halftime show every “stink’n” time. Every. Time.
It’s all those happy teenagers and young kids dancing, twirling giant psychedelic daisies or playing wildly painted violins on stage with famous pop singers that gets me. I imagine how crazy happy and excited they must be at that moment. Then the waterworks start and I’m done for the rest of the game.
Every emotionally tugging commercial has me. I’m peeking at the commercials whenever it seems safe, just like I was watching a scary movie.
Thank goodness for creative habits. I survived by knitting and doodling.
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