When I was little, I thought the huge red balls in front of Target were normal inflatable balls that just stayed there in front of the building. But I could never get to them because I always had to hold my mom’s hand, so I’d walk by really sad that I could not play with them. One day, as we were walking in, I broke away from my mom’s grip and was so excited I ran for the huge red balls. I was running at full speed and kick the ball as hard as I could thinking of the satisfaction I would get… I have known true pain…