Day Dreaming On A Mountain Top
Looking out the window to my right, it’s dreary and the clouds look grey and full of smoke. A mundane scene that can trap minds into thinking that there’s nothing more that meets the eye, nothing more to go after. But to my left… high above the side streets and alley ways that I probably wouldn’t walk along by myself, I see snow-capped mountains. The path down below looks full of adventure if you’re heading to the mountain top. Such a beautiful sight to see.
It actually has me daydreaming about making my way over there. What would I do when I got there? Find me a nice log cabin, with a lit fire place where I can have my lattes and hot cocoa. A place where I could enjoy the vibes, feeling all warm and cozy with a great book. Maybe I would even try my luck on the slopes with a pair of skis or a snowboard. It’s been so long since I have enjoyed cold weather and played in the snow, let alone THOUGHT about strapping something to my feet like skis or a snowboard. Nowadays, legally I’m not suppose to engage in winter sporting activities while I am in season anyways. Which makes complete sense. But it was a great thought.
These thoughts had me feeling like a kid again. When I had no worries and would try anything. How I would pretend to climb the tallest mountains during a big snow fall when I lived in Germany. I could be out for hours, not feeling my toes and fingers, but steadily building a fort and making enough snowballs for a full army. Whether it was just me out there, my siblings, or a bunch of the kids from the building and our neighborhood, I enjoyed playing in the snow for hours. You see, playing outside for hours was never the problem, it was when it was time to come in! It was when you had to take off your layers of clothes, all while your toes and fingers were frozen and some things were wet, racing against the person next to you (my brother or sisters), that way you could get to the best blankets first.
It’s been so long since I’ve felt that way. And today is a great day to feel like a kid again. There are times that whenever I feel like a kid again, I reach a different level of freedom with the things that I am doing. And today since I have a game, I’m hoping that this feeling results in something magical. Perhaps a long-awaited win during this indescribable season full of more twists, turns, and back alley ways. If I can have as much fun on the court as I did back when I was building forts and making snowballs then it’s a good day. And this isn’t to say that I don’t have fun while playing. Any time I step on the court and get to compete I enjoy it, however, when it comes to the business side of things, and being on the losing end vs. the winning end, sometimes you forget.
Looking out at the snow-capped mountains on my left allowed me to reminisce and think about all these great things and moments that come my way, even though I might see and deal with the views to my right more often that I would like.
