So today, i sat at the sport Center looking at Sprinters and how happy they were living their dreams.

As i sat there thoughts streamed through my mind. I began to have memories of my younger teenage days.

I remembered how good i was in field and track events.

I was a sportman. I stumbled on that part of me while we were organizing sporting competitions in secondary school.

The day i got chosen to run, i was pointed out because there was no one else to do it.

No one really believed i could run any far because i looked really fragile.

I never believed i could do it either. But i just gave it my best shot because i felt i had nothing to lose.

That day, i ran hundred metres then two hundred and i won. I felt surprised at myself. I went on to win many more competitions.

Today while seating at the Sport center, i saw people doing just this. Running. And then with nostalgic feelings, i remembered all the fond memories i had.

I remembered the dreams i had about becoming a great Sprinter. I remembered my aspirations and how i wanted to bring everything i had to the field.

I don’t know exactly why it happened but i felt a deep sigh of regret escape my lips. I never lived those dreams. I didn’t give myself the chance to do this. It hurts.

So today as i sat right there, i told myself once again, I might never get to express this part of me. Never.

Look! You might think i’m too young to say this but, i’ve seen my life the way it’s going. I may never become a Sportsman. I might only live my life admiring those who became sportmen.

I feel a bit sad writing about this. But, such is life.

THERE IS TIME FOR EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN.

Whatever you have to do. You have to do it while you have time.

Seasons change. Time ticks away. Opportunity ends.

I believe we can really die empty if we decide to pursue the things that lie close to our hearts, when it’s still time.

I love you.

#Day2.
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