Jess catches the softball. A puff of dirt, sweat, unwashed leather spraying her face. The spikes of her cleats digging into the hard-packed field. A field that, once upon a time, meant everything.
No longer.
Anger in her every step. Disappointment in her every breath.
Because now she knows the truth.
To reach the dream, new or old, you must first stand up and speak your truth. Even if you find yourself a little, "Off-Balance."