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Dinner was nice, very nice. I'm proud of Tezuka, winning his first major tournament. Though, I knew he could (and would) do it. There is absolutely nothing he can't do when he decides that he can and will.
What must that be like, I wonder? To be so passionately in love with tennis you don't hold anything back?
He's under more pressure now, but he's thriving and he looks so happy. I miss him when he's not here, of course, but...this is what he's meant to do. It electrifies me, inside and out, to see him chasing and living that dream.
It makes me want to dream. To find something that I genuinely want, and to dream it into existence.
I'm happy, really happy. It just has a faint, sharp tinge to it.