today my day started too early. it seemed as though a silent alarm was sounded and the whole household woke up. i dragged my feet the first minute then checked into work mode. getting the kids ready and such. could you call me a sissy? most don't ever see me vulnerable or at the least emotional. i quite a reputation among my friends, thats just because they didn't see me tear up when a team, i don't even support might i add, scored a touchdown with a 90yard return! like really!? who cries because a team scored a touchdown? well me, idk what it is about sport that makes me all emotional. maybe because its been my haven. its where i'd lay my heart and frustrations and for those 90mins in the pitch, i was free. i found out that i was offered a scholarship in school to play soccer in europe but my mother refused. thanks ma. that was my dream back then. now i feel to old and bloated. but would love to play soccer. count down to getting my camera! cant wait to start shooting. its going to be great!