Slice of Life Day 11: Raquetball

Ball smashing.
Racquets flailing.
Walls echoing.
Brows perspiring.
Welts forming.
Mind thinking: "Please let this be over soon."
Jimmer scoring.
Me not watching.
Date dragging.
Us hugging.
Solitude comforting.
ESPN summarizing.
Eyelids drooping.
Sleep impending.

All I need are a few absolutes (a grammatical term describing the combination of a noun and a participial) to sum up my night.