Thursday, January 17, 2008

i love this game.

little light flurries are falling, breaths come out in little puffs.
we're all covered up, hoodie, track pants and your one glove.
the ball comes across the court, and we have to strategically hit it to the spots that are dry. and run in haphazard manners to avoid the slippery portions of the court.

i'm so glad you agreed to play tennis with me. even in this weather.

1 comment:

Robby said...

you're a trooper
shu
lin