Personal Narrative: My Love Of Sports

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After my visit to urgent care I discovered more than just a mere broken clavicle bone, I discovered what my right half represented: sports. Prior to the hit, my love of sports had been waning, quite rapidly in fact, and it refused to leave my body. Moreover, its presence was consuming my time, and cluttering my mind, leaving no time for the freshly sparked passions that conflicted with it. Although I don’t celebrate the physical manifestation of my injury, I certainly laud the liberating opportunity it presented to me. In the six weeks that followed I tried to make up the time I couldn’t allocate to reading and academics by studying until I literally collapsed into bed, more exhausted than after any hockey or baseball practice I could remember.

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