Lit. Characters from A to Z : B ⟶ Baylee Wright (Aerial Ethereal)
But I live inside of juggling. It’s my every day. No breaks. No time apart. Living with a passion isn’t like sitting on top of the world twenty-four-seven. I drop down constantly and stare pointedly at my juggling props, and I question if they’ve revolted against me.
Every toss feels off. Every way I move feels wrong. Like I’m all out of whack, and in one moment, I hate juggling like it’s my stubborn spouse. It’s my foe.
Then one day, my clubs float in perfect symmetry. My heart soars as high as the props I toss, and my passion blisters bright inside of me. Juggling is my love.
I remember why I do this. Why I grind through the hard parts—I do it for these blissful, world-bending moments.