I was watching hockey when I realized I am nothing.
Okay, maybe it is the nighttime cough medicine I am taking.
Or maybe it is just that I could care less anymore.
I don't care who wins.
I started out as a Canadian.
Then I learned that I was born in the United States.
So I am a dual citizen.
For the longest time I only cheered for Canada in sports.
Then I cheered for some American teams.
Now I don't care.
I am a sports fan without a country.
I have no real ties.
Just a human watching sports.
Watching people crowing and glowing with patriotism.
Finally realizing that I truly am neither.
I can respect each nation.
I can respect most countries.
But none of them own my affections.
Maybe living here and living there.
Has divided my heart.
I don't hate either country.
They both have their flaws.
They both have their good points.
Color or colour...odor or odour.
Maybe one day one country will adopt me.
I was watching hockey when I realized I am nothing. This should go down in the annals of memorable first lines. Sartre would be jealous.
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ReplyDeleteI used to live and die with the Patriots.
They're going to be Super Bowl. That's nice.
I'm sure Brady will work his magic again.
No...he retired.
Realizing you're nothing allows you to be everything.
You've become a philosopher.
Oh, he's everything all right: been everything, did everything, knows everything -- ask him, he's never at a loss for words; his brain fires at the speed of light no matter which side of the border he is; one with the universe and all that -- even in Cowtown, Kansas. "Cowtown," right? Cowtown, KS? Wait, wait no, it's Dodge City! Home of 'Gunsmoke,' Matt Dillion, Kitty, Doc, Festus, the Long Branch Saloon -- and Mr. Hot Cocoa, the piano player! Yes, he can even play the piany. If Chairman Joe had one in the Shedeau during our recent Wannaskan Almanac Writers Reunion, we'da been rockin' to Hot Cocoa, if you get me. That's really where his 'Hot Cocoa' moniker hails from (few know) He's a piano player of some real renown; think Bourbon Street. Sorry, John. It's out of the bag now. "Laissez les bons temps rouler!"
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