Life is full of things like challenges,
awakenings, pain, happiness, confusion,
disillusion-
Every new thing you face, every new thing
you must embrace, every new thing that is
the step you must take next.
Well, it's a lot like your first time at bat,
back when you were a little boy,
and you step up to the plate,
bat on your shoulder,
and you don'[t know where you're going from that point,
or what it all means in the long run,
down the road, or around the block-
And you look out at the pitcher on his mound,
and he looks frightening,
because he is out there to get you,
to make you blunder,
to shame you.
to strike you out.
And then, all in an instant,
Everything vanishes from your mind;
you know where you are,
but you don't know why,
and you don't know what you're doing there,
or what you are supposed to do.
Then the pitcher winds up, and
that round, white sphere comes hurtling at you,
and you cannot understand anything!,
then, at the last possible second,
you remember,
and you swing at the ball,
and you miss,
and it's a strike.
That's just the way it is.
And you know that you must get used to it.

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