Write about something that has been: eliminated.
There's like half a row of strawberries left to weed, which feels pretty amazing. Planning on finishing that off tomorrow morning and then turning our focus to getting the remaining rows mulched.
Once that gets done... we might actually be able to do other things in the garden again.
In sporting news, Montreal was eliminated from the playoffs this evening after a 1-0 loss to New York. My consolation, since they were only my temporary new team to cheer for, is that this is only disappointing, as opposed to soul crushing.
I stand on the sidelines and watch the proceedings continuing on without me. How quickly I seem to have been forgotten. Left alone. By those I considered friends.
It was not so long ago that I was out there with them, part of the team. Chasing the same goal, working together, all that good stuff.
Now? They're too busy competing to even acknowledge a fallen comrade. I bet most of them don't know what happened to me.
Oh, here comes Eric. We've been best friends since Grade 2. Maybe I can catch his eye and get...
Man, forget this. I'm calling my mom to come pick me up. Screw laser tag.