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What I really want to create is a children’s classic. Gain movie rights and become a millionaire. But a more impending reality….work. I go back tomorrow. Unfortunately it will start to become busier and busier, until we get to April and I have calls coming out of ears…literally. There’s a part of my shift that I love, I haven’t experienced it for a while. Around 7:30 on a quiet evening, there’s only a handful of workers in and the calls are slowing down. At 8:00 I will be going home, so I’m pretty pleased about that. There is a mellow atmosphere, a calmness not often associated with work. I look around the contact centre and in that moment….I feel tranquillity.
There’s a field opposite my work. This field has always been in my life. Strange uh? Its just a field afterall. But no, it is so much more. When I was young, me and Aaron would go over to get golf balls, we would plan strategies while the golfers were still playing. One summer, we went over everyday and collected about 100 balls all together, we even had the audacity to try and sell them back to the golfers. I look back at those days with absolute fondness. Me, Aaron and Jimmy would walk with Jimmy’s dad at night on the field , Jimmy’s dad would be telling us stories and we would keep asking questions so he would talk on, our real motive was to see how far we would walk that night. Even in darkness, that field has been shining. When I was 17 and doing nothing, me and Ben would walk over there every night, dreaming of things to come. That field became essential to our survival, it was a place where we could lose touch with reality, we’d often gaze up at the stars and become completely mesmerised. Last June I took a walk over the fields by myself, everywhere I looked there was nostalgia. If me and all my family moved away from this city, I would visit in 30 years, just to go to that field.
I know that this kind of thing appeals to no-one who is reading, but its just the kind of mood I’m in tonight.
The experiences I’ve had, have always involved a limited number of people and a wide open space. I love all those memories though, even simple things like walking to school because we hated it, we knew of the looming danger, but we were able to have some kind of freedom beforehand. That’s what it boils down to in the end, freedom. That’s what that field represented and still represents. Its easy to be stuck in routine and feel like your under someone’s thumb, but if you can get away and have a mini-adventure….why not?
I just need to make it on a bigger scale now…
There’s a field opposite my work. This field has always been in my life. Strange uh? Its just a field afterall. But no, it is so much more. When I was young, me and Aaron would go over to get golf balls, we would plan strategies while the golfers were still playing. One summer, we went over everyday and collected about 100 balls all together, we even had the audacity to try and sell them back to the golfers. I look back at those days with absolute fondness. Me, Aaron and Jimmy would walk with Jimmy’s dad at night on the field , Jimmy’s dad would be telling us stories and we would keep asking questions so he would talk on, our real motive was to see how far we would walk that night. Even in darkness, that field has been shining. When I was 17 and doing nothing, me and Ben would walk over there every night, dreaming of things to come. That field became essential to our survival, it was a place where we could lose touch with reality, we’d often gaze up at the stars and become completely mesmerised. Last June I took a walk over the fields by myself, everywhere I looked there was nostalgia. If me and all my family moved away from this city, I would visit in 30 years, just to go to that field.
I know that this kind of thing appeals to no-one who is reading, but its just the kind of mood I’m in tonight.
The experiences I’ve had, have always involved a limited number of people and a wide open space. I love all those memories though, even simple things like walking to school because we hated it, we knew of the looming danger, but we were able to have some kind of freedom beforehand. That’s what it boils down to in the end, freedom. That’s what that field represented and still represents. Its easy to be stuck in routine and feel like your under someone’s thumb, but if you can get away and have a mini-adventure….why not?
I just need to make it on a bigger scale now…
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