Happy Birthday America

So it's the  4th of July, and I'm driving back to De from Pa soon.  You know, it's worth it though...going back and forth.  Sometimes when I get so exhausted and so tired, I just get down on myself and wonder why I try to do everything.  In the end though, we only live once and I don't want to miss a thing.  It's really hard to explain how you feel when you are stuck between two worlds.  The skating world is sooo different from the world of a college student.  I was going to say skaters are different from normal people, but that's not fair.  Normal is widely open for interpretation. There are positives and negatives to both worlds I suppose.  Skating is a passion and always will be.  It's solid; so even when you don't see results, you still have that love inside you.  When you are on the ice you can speak a million words without making a sound. In the "real" world, if you don't speak your mind, you will neverrr get what you want.  It's crazy when you get more nervous for reality than to skate in front of thousands of people. However, you know nothing is perfect. It's what we make it out to be.  If I could draw a picture; it would be me in the middle with the skating world on my left and real world on my right and I keep running towards one while the other screamsss.   Don't take it so dramatically, but I think it's a decent model.  So sometimes I think you just need to turn your mind off and throw your hands the air.  Screw it.  Use your heart, take chances, get hurt, push yourself...not everything in life will go well or feel good, but if we don't know what the bad feels like...we will never know how good the good really is.  And you always have to know that when you take a deep breath and still feel that fire burning, you have to go for it.  Fires only burn for so long