Today I kicked a ball around,

all by myself.

It may sound sad,

but I was just fine with it.

You know why?

Because I knew two of my friends were trying to work out their problems,

and needed their space.

And I was remembering good times from last year,

and realizing that I have two kinds of friends.

Some that like to be girly a lot,

and some that like to horse around and be goofy.

Which,

I don't know why,

but I found pleasure in.

I didn't need anyone to come over and join me,

as soon as I would head in I would meet up with someone.

So I was pretty content,

acting like a dinosaur,

then hurting my ankle

and then kicking a ball around,

just,

thinking,

about nothing!

It was great.

I needed one of those.