I was watching The Secret of NIMH the other night, and noticed in the credits. Didja know? Shannen Doherty and Wil Wheaton??
Today didn’t matter. Today didn’t count. There was nothing special about today, no reason for it to be. Nothing changed in my life. Nothing happened.
And the same will be for tomorrow.
And every day after that.
I was maybe 12, playing Karate Champ against a bigger older dude and he kept beating me. But the one time I DID beat him, he was leaning so hard into the controls that he lost awareness of his surroundings, and tripped over his bag that was on the floor next to him and fell down.
I actually knocked down my opponent at a fighting game, VIA the game.