College Admissions - 15 Minute Writing Task

A, carrying a box of track shoes, approaches B.

B (of the box):  What's that?

A: It's my past - I want you to keep it.

B: Your past? Why can't it be your future?

A: I'm just not as fit anymore. I can't train with the good athletes, but I'm too good for the bad athletes. I have a masochistic love for the drills and pain from early morning workouts, but no longer have a drive to achieve. Plus, I've already gotten into college.

B: You got into college? So thats all it was for? What about the pages of words on how you love the feeling of pushing yourself and achieving things you never thought was possible.

A: Cliches, all of them

B: hm

A: Yeah. And now what's left. I have run in a circle for years to only realised I don't care enough. I don't care to be the best I can be when that means sacrificing the good times that I see so many others having. I could just grow up and have an easy job, make some money and go home. When all of your life has been about achieving a single goal, when you get there it just isn't quite as sweet. For me, the next step I would have to take would be to be the best. I would have to spend hours every week isolated and in pain, for what? The chance that I might be good enough to do it for even more hours. And yet, at least then I would have a goal. At least then I would feel something apart from insignificance. 

B: Blissful ignorance, huh.

A: The curse of the successful. Brittney and her shaved head. Hah. Funny that. Even as I was saying the words I wanted to follow up with "well at least she has fame". Nah. The grass is always greener, but how do you reconcile that when your grass is already brown. 

B: Blissful ignorance
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A: Yeah, or blissful deniability. Suppressing the feelings no matter how. Psht. I'm not a drug addict but excuses and potential sure are fun.