Sunday, 11 March 2012

shine on

This afternoon's emotional rollercoaster ride of a rugby match has left me exhausted. I had to spend the last half of the game hiding behind the sofa, making the occasional appereance to shout 'COME ON ENGLAND!' And it seemed to work. I'm sure they could here me in Paris.

And now I'm in a strange kind of mood. Not sure what to do with myself or where my head is. I don't think its in a very good place though and I can feel the black dog scratching to get in.

Fighting against it and need to remember this....


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