when anxiety strikes, it's good to know there are still happy places one can go. one of mine is playing an intense game of sweaty, dirty, hot co-ed soccer with infinite scoring opportunities and many lines crossed back and forth.

you can't see me, but i'm just outside the frame on the left, on D, about to get attacked. it's a pity how it's always D that takes the heat, isn't it…careful about those 'tween-the-legs passes, now…focus…


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