BREN
College sports sucked.
I mean, they weren’t fun.
They were.
They were boring.
They weren’t boring.
They were predictable.
Not predictable at all.
They were quiet.
They so weren’t quiet.
And I was here, sitting on the bleachers, having a whole argument with myself because I wasn’t regretting not going to college. Not one bit. Nope. Not at all. Except… being here, sitting here, I was regretting it. Kinda.
I mean, not a ton.
A little bit.
Somewhat.
There was a twinge, but only a twinge.
Why hadn’t I gone to college?
That’s right, because I didn’t think I was worthy of it.
I drew up short, the first time admitting that to myself.
I hadn’t thought I was worthy back then.
How f****d is that?
And now?
I was sitting here, next to Aspen, glaring at a bunch of bitches who w
