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Tea

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It's incredible, to have reach this point where time itself appears to remain at a standstill. There are no ways to describe how the days, weeks and seasons go by one by one yet all of it begins to blend together. New faces, teammates, even teams all seem to mix with one another. It gets to a point where there could be reason to stop and rest but yet the legs continue to move. One foot in front of another. Thoughts of rest come up time to time but yet again, another foot takes another step forward.

At this point, what is the goal? Simply for the sake of because? Would it even be feasible? To be a furniture or simply the background to the stars that continue to come and go?

Is longetivty now becoming more of a negative than a positive on the career and resume towards moving towards a potential hall of fame ballot? To be taken on a competitive team is increasingly out of the question. Even Chicago themselves appear to be at the period in which their stars are beginning to shine brightly and take on higher aspirations. Aspirations that once burned for this aged soul. Would it even be fair to continue to sit in the same room as those who aim so high?

Even with these questions the steps continue. One foot in front of another.