I shot hoops today with my father.  I can’t tell you the last time I’ve done that.  Years certainly.  But this morning I woke up with the craving inside me.  The leather ball, the dart of the feet, the quick targeting, the flick of the wrist.  Some tucked in, and some didn’t.  Exhilarating.  I could have gone on for hours. Wondered if we might find a few more people, and play pickup.  Last night I bought a PlayStation 3.  Is it a return to adolescence?  I feel a wild joy.  A desire for motion.

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