Reflections of my weekend.

Although it's been a significantly eventful weekend, somehow I still feel as though it was exceptionally low-key. This could be a product of not having traveled 100s of kilometers away, but either way I still got a little bit of traveling in. My week began by trying to figure out various emotions, reflections, and upcoming plans for the weekend. It has ended with a lot more clarity and control over my emotions and reflections, as well as obtaining a severe ass-kicking that my body hasn't felt since god knows when. It hurts to breathe, walk, sit, and even yawn haha.

Friday night was pleasant to say the least, as 3 of my good friends from these past few months decided to have our traditional poker night. Our dynamic was altered due to the fact that Ryan is no longer here, but conversely, at the same time it was also enhanced as we invited Daniel (one of the guys that came to Strasbourg) over and we thoroughly enjoyed his company, particularly me. Any night in which I can hold a legitimate conversation with a person, and feel comfortable to let him or her into who I am as an individual, is a good night in my book. He reminds me a lot about myself when I was 22/23, and that's a good thing. It's almost like looking back in time, and seeing myself not knowing many of the things that I know now; for him, I genuinely believe he'll do great things here on a personal level if he so chooses. There's potential written all over him.

Even though I consumed a little more alcohol than I had hoped, I managed to wake up early enough on Saturday to be well ahead of schedule for my first ever rugby game. While waiting for the team to arrive, I played soccer with a group of guys that get together every Saturday morning at the same time and play pick-up. Fast forward a few more hours, and a new appreciation grew inside of me for a sport that I can truly see myself becoming infatuated with. It is fair to say I'm easily one of the smallest guys on the squad, but I received numerous praises from several players and coaches about my abilities thus far into the season. After getting my ass handed to me and clobbered during the first two minutes of the game, I decided to play my heart out. I was seriously taking down big dudes, little dudes, and any other motherfucker that came my way hahaha.

After the game, Victor and I joined the Goldbars (a married couple we work with, I made great friends with Harry while at MRE) on their way to Frankfurt. We got two hotels rooms in the business district, pregamed, and proceeded to a club downtown. Not only was I mushed up and battered after rugby, but this morning I woke up with a collection of blisters under my feet from dancing my brains off for hours last night. Truly a night to remember, we fucking OWNED that place haha. After a slow start to our day , we made our way into downtown again and walked the Frankfurt Zoo. Clearly, nothing of dire importance, but just the small fact of being able to get out of Illesheim and explore the greatness of cities and people available around us makes worlds of difference. This weekend candidly provided me with many positive interactions and experiences, ones that continue to contribute to the active effort of becoming a conscious and appreciative individual. 

Questions facing me this week: figuring out a way to break a subtle feeling that Nick might be apprehensive towards me, and why? Is it something I'm imagining? Getting in touch with Jackie in order to solidify plans for our rendezvous for Memorial day weekend. Logistics for this upcoming 4 day weekend: where am I going, with who, et cetera. How can I make myself consistently conscious of incorporating NLP with every interaction I make? Why the fuck isn't my xbox working? Thanks for reading, all :-)