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am i underwater or floating in space?
it's a dream at any rate
but dream journals are so passe, no one wants to hear about them anymore
it's the one where i overanalyze playing sports for a living
and how weird that is when you think hard enough on it
i mean, your job is to play a game, to kick, punch, hit a ball, run
that's what you do all day, you hold a bat in front of millions of people
you deliver a shot that strangers hope you deliver
it's just strange
maybe it's all the blood rushing away from my head at this moment
sure my clothes are stained when i wake up
it just means i had a good time during the night
i'm dirty from it
there's that head-rush of blood again
I FEEL THE PAIN INSIDE MY HEAD, CLICK HERE, RIGHT HERE AT THIS LINK
then i feel nothing
but the pain.
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At last, someone with some sense! It never fails to confound me as well.
Now, let's leave the pro-sport behind us and set up some serious, sweaty play...
Cheeky, babe, the only thing i want to be a pro at is loving you.
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