The older I get, the more I realize that I might have been a good athlete or a coach or a sports photographer. I might have manufactured the shoes or the balls the players use. I might have been a taxi driver in Johannesburg or in Los Angeles trying to get fans to a match or a plane to get there. As I get older and build up my knowledge and appreciation for the world and its complexity, I realize there are so many paths that life can place us on. I get interested in the story of each person, each family, each deliberative group, whether it is a group of kids who are a street gang in Brazil or the senators of Idaho or the city council of Madrid.
As I watch or talk or read or listen, I find I am part of the lady who used to be a university financial auditor but is now retired and spends her time reading, walking a little and keeping her plants watered. Then, I am only two and am just learning to talk. I have tons of ideas and everything is new and exciting but I am sometimes frustrated that I can't pronounce words clearly enough to make my important observations understood. Sometimes, I am a mentally ill person who realizes that I am secretly the head of intelligence for my country. Sometimes, I am a saddened politician who just wants out of the game, even though not half of my dreams have been realized.
I am afflicted with greed for more than one life and am doing my best to satisfy my hunger.
