7/11/2008 7:12 am
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7/21/2008 8:23 am
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As a kid I wanted to be the clown, the acrobat, the musician, the flame juggler. I loved the circus, so I too wanted everyone to see my artistic qualities and absorbing their applause. I wanted to be famous and loved.
Many years have passed. I work at a office now. I type in some HTML-code, I do a few simple Photoshop tricks, I talk with co-workers while drinking my green tea in the kitchen, I look outside the window wishing the day was over and I go home. So I don't want to be famous anymore. But sometimes I still feel the urge.
One co-worker brought in three balls. They are soft and colorful and he can juggle. I can't. Well I can't with more then two balls. I make a circle with the two and move one ball from one hand to the other and making the circle in the air. It is nice, but three is better. So now I am trying to make the circle motion with three balls.
Today has been a quiet day, so I juggled with three balls. I can say I am progressing. 70 Percent of my attempts worked. Of course I do cheat a little bit. But it doesn't matter. I learn to juggle at the office. So at 38 I'm starting my journey in being famous again. What a good way to start the weekend.
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