Day ThirtyThree [2/2] 33:365
33 used to be my number in grade school volleyball. 27 used to be my high school number. I like odd numbers because there is always a number smack dab in the center. I miss playing volleyball. The sound of smack the ball three times before you serve. The thump of the ball when you hit it perfectly across the net. The smell of a ball when you set it to your hitter. The squeaky shoes as you are constantly moving. Go. Go. Go. Shuffle. Back. Shuffle. Side. Side. Shuffle. Go. Always constantly moving. I need to find a team in Portland to play with!.