Today a classmate told me, "I am your Daddy for these few weeks. No football for a month for you until you get well."
That's very nice of him really, but when I come to think of it, I have never ever declined to play anything due to injury! (especially since my injuries are never really that serious)
I kind of enjoy the pain and the muscle fatigues I get after every game. If I don't get them, I feel like I haven't used up myself. And curiously, the more physically tired I am, the less mentally tired I become.
And then, dealing with loneliness always becomes easier.
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