The Bouncing Ball
Bounce Away!
Every Journey has to begin with a step, every goings on has to have a start. Before my first story of “The Idea to make it happen and to keep it going” was even published I mentioned that it all began with me bouncing a ball. If this is the first story that you’ve stumbled on. Congratulations, you’ve found the origin story. Now, Let’s begin. This is my story…
How it Began…
I have just woken up from my eight (8)-Hours of sleep. As I pace myself slowly towards the toilet right after tumbling out of bed. I noticed a yellow rubber ball dusting away on top of a file cabinet. Upon entering the toilet and closing the door behind me, I fumble over the toilet seat, putting it up. I began my morning “ritual”.(emptying my bladder to complete my ritual into a more… “alert state”.)
I was pissing…
To start off the new day. I went near its pedestal and reached out my right hand. I took hold of the precarious ball, saving it from the edge of the top file cabinet. Holding it cupped in my right palm. Gently I caressed the rough yet elastic surface with my thumb left to right and back again while contemplating on it’s “spherical” or could be “ovoid” shape and squeezed it for a bit. As it returned fully from its brief deformation I felt a sensation and remembered that I have not held such a ball fully…
