My life. Whatever. Almost a diary - part 2: Introvert and phlegmatic reflections on life and stuff.
Nothing good gets away. Live, love and laugh. Don't lie and don't eat the fish.
Friday, May 24
summer evenings never end
Evening practice on the artificial turf at Jar School.
You can play all night. It doesn't get dark until 11 PM.
Oh, those summer nights.
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