Back Home Again

As I gazed upon the outside world, I found myself to be a part of it because I went to the John Wooden Classic Basketball tournament in Anahiem , California. I live in Ontario, CA so it is only a half hour away. I held up pretty well, though after a few hours I was getting irritated at fans for the pushing and shoving stuff, plus always having to get up for people who needed to go out or come back to their seats. I told my girlfriend I needed to leave the venue for a half-hour or so. She understood as she has for the last 4 years. I got my hand stamped and went outside. I could not believe the freedom I felt, the exhileration of not having to deal with people. It was fantastic till I had to go back in and face the 20,000 spectators in the arena. We left shorttly after to my liking. I was now going back to my house where I could hide away again from the global world.