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Thought Train

I was pretty excited to go with the boys to soccer club this morning since I was away last weekend.


Even though it's just fun time soccer for preschoolers, I think Kenzo and Osamu are getting better at controlling the ball. I can kinda see Kenzo's confidence increasing as well. Osamu is like me - naturally confident for no good reason whatsoever.


There's this one kid who's really good at soccer, but he's a jerk. I know he's only six years old, but he does things that I would pull my boys aside and talk to them about if I saw them. Like stepping on other kids' jackets and knocking over their canteens on purpose. I was observing the kid's dad today, and trying not to judge. He seemed like an okay guy. I wondered if people do the same to me but judge. Harshly.


Kenzo was pretty busy in the afternoon while mama was out taking another certification exam for web design. I gave him the idea to build a bullet train line on top of the hanging monorail and he got inspired.


Later on I got inspired. Not for or about anything in particular. I found a little corner of my neighborhood I'd never stopped to enjoy before and took a few minutes to enjoy the view. I have to stop focusing on what's coming and start being in the present moment. As I was looking at the sky I could feel it, the pull of the thought train that takes my mind ahead to things I have no idea will transpire or not. This is gonna be a challenge.

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