Chapter 1 - Breathless

I was on the water today, floating around looking at the world for what it truly is. I haven' done this in a while; a hidden agenda always seemed to coincide with what was really out there. It does for everyone it seems. Cars go by, people complain about traffic and the weather. It's too cold in the winter and too warm in the summer. Why can't we ever make up our minds?

What really 'grinds my gears', is money. Why do I always have to worry about whether I'm going to make rent this month or if I can afford to buy food this week? I work my ass off, and avoid spending money where it isn't feasible, yet I always end up in the hole at some point. All I want to do, is travel, and buy nice things for the people that deserve it. I would like nothing more then to buy my parents a lawn mower for their new house (or their new house for them, considering how much they've done for me) light blue heart necklace that will always match your eyes, any toy car my beautiful nephew could ever want, or pretty much anything my brother could ever want.

What else really 'grinds my gears', is why do we worry so much about money? I don't need people to buy me things. My buddy Anthony always tells me he'll pay for stuff for me if I can't really afford to go out or to play softball or something. Granted, I like it, it's very nice to come into some money sometimes when your short, but I feel like money is the root of most of the problems. I can't stand it when professional athletes refuse to take under a certain amount of money. Thats why I like Detroit teams. No one is going to go out of their way to come to Detroit. It's not a travel destination, it's cold half the year, and lets face it, Detroit is shady. But players like Draper, Inge, Lindstrom and Yzerman came here and played their careers (Draper and Inge a little too long, sorry mom) So when a guy will go out of his way and take less money to play with a team he wants to play with a team they have some sort of connection with (they grew up there, love the organization etc.) it is to be respected. When Hossa took less money and came here trying to win a championship, I respected it. Then he left and went to Chicago for more money than any hockey player should ever make.

And this whole Ohio State thing? Seriously? You're getting free housing, free schooling, free perks, free facilities.. all to do the thing you love most. So why the hell do you need to sell all of this monumental stuff and drive around 40 thousand dollar cars? Really? You're not happy just playing you're favorite sport every day for a major university, winning titles and becoming prepared for the next level? Glad you throw your lives away being selfish while we all try to create something somewhere near that.



I'll try to be less all over the place with my blogs here. I want to start writing again, and if you want me to chat about anything in particular, just give me a topic. I enjoy writing, and really want to stay consistent with it this time.

Take care of eachother; Cheers.
-Dub






"Cause you and your pretty eyes.."