Faraway so close...

The title has nothing at all to do with Wim Wenders 1993 film about angels living on earth...rather, the following numbers...

125-99-120

No, those aren't measurements and I can't even imagine what that would look like!

(Okay, I think I can imagine the 125!)

Those were the bowling scores from tonight...and they would have been higher had I been able to pick up about, oh, TWENTY SPARES!!!

However, that's where the title comes into play. You see, about 15 of those were within a whisper of the remaining pins. You'd have thought the breeze alone would have knocked them down, but no. The ball just sailed on by leaving me with less than I wanted or aimed for.

And that dear readers, pretty much sums up how things normally go for me. Things I want are usually within reach but somehow, they just miss by the smallest of margins.

Also, as I bowled, I pretty much began to equate everything to my life...when I really concentrated, I threw it right down the middle and usually got what I was aiming for...

Ok...that part really doesn't apply...but if anything at all worked out for me, it would have been a hell of an analogy!

;)

But when I was impatient and something broke my concentration is when things went awry.

Now THAT applies!

Faraway so close...as always!