Gaius Gleel wanted to be an actor. He had planned for it in the way that so many young people plan every aspect of their lives. The mental checklist goes: House, check; Girl, check; apple-cheeked children, check; career, and so forth.
Gaius Gleel was sure he'd make it out to Hollywood, but then stepped onto the Ultimate Frisbee field. There is a spark of competition that sometimes ignites the soul of the person with their tinderbox heart, and Gaius burst into flames after his first catch. The sound of footsteps chasing him; all the eyes watching as he pulled away and out towards the endzone. If he'd ever tried drugs, he knew this to be the same. Addicting, intoxicating, and always never enough.
Soon the applause from the crowd at the end of his monologue series was dulled. It wasn't as real. It didn't feel earned. Not like when he stepped in front of his opponent and picked off the frisbee. That was real. In the end, no one plays Ultimate Frisbee forever, and football pays the bills.
Had he not joined a simple pick up game of Frisbee, he knew he'd be in Hollywood. That's what he liked to think.
Gaius Gleel was sure he'd make it out to Hollywood, but then stepped onto the Ultimate Frisbee field. There is a spark of competition that sometimes ignites the soul of the person with their tinderbox heart, and Gaius burst into flames after his first catch. The sound of footsteps chasing him; all the eyes watching as he pulled away and out towards the endzone. If he'd ever tried drugs, he knew this to be the same. Addicting, intoxicating, and always never enough.
Soon the applause from the crowd at the end of his monologue series was dulled. It wasn't as real. It didn't feel earned. Not like when he stepped in front of his opponent and picked off the frisbee. That was real. In the end, no one plays Ultimate Frisbee forever, and football pays the bills.
Had he not joined a simple pick up game of Frisbee, he knew he'd be in Hollywood. That's what he liked to think.