Sunday was hard.
Real hard.
For a peculiar reason, I spent the night not knowing what to do. There wasn't any American football on and I was bored. I felt slightly depressed and out of sorts - crazy, huh?
I knew I was going to end up feeling like this. I've noticed that once the season ends, I'm looking forward to the next.
I know this may sound silly, I guess it's because I hate change and have grown used to spending Sunday evenings watching the sport.
It should get easier as the weeks progress, I'm sure I will find something to occupy my time before August and September are here.
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