Often when I am on a road trip, I do a lot of my driving in the evening and at night. And as I approach any town, or city, I find myself looking for the lights of a ball park. The same thing holds true when I fly into a new city, I look out the windows in an attempt to see where the ball parks are. And anytime I have the opportunity to drive through a town, I end up being drawn to those big lights just like a moth.
The lights are a beacon. They let you know exactly what awaits you there. And it does not matter the size of the town, or the field. You will soon discover they all hold the same precious gift. You will find the game of Baseball, and everything that goes with it. You will find relaxation and peace. The peace you lack in everyday life.
Let yourself be drawn to the light.