no complains about lies and mistrustful behavior today … I would like to share a short story instead …
: The sunset boulevard was still visible in the sky … as I was walking home with a blue hat in my hand I passed by the basketball courts.
What came across my eyes were a grandfather and his grandson playing on one side - separated from the others.
The strange in this picture was that the child tried to score in the basket so many times: once, twice, three times – but however always either didn’t have enough power or hit the wrong places …
I am pretty sure that he managed to score in the end … but the only face visible to it was my back …