well it isn’t all that surprising I guess. Been a rough week. There comes a time when checking out is easier than staying present. It was a strange evening. Polo was okay I guess. I just wasn’t really there. Didn’t play well, as to be expected. I was a bit more connected earlier in the day. Had a good solid run and was happy with that. Why the shift late in the day? I think it may just be I’m tired and am probably still fighting with this virus. Honestly I don’t even much care at this point, disconnected is perfectly fine. Maybe I need a break, even if it is just to some far recess in my mind. ah fuck it, I can’t even put sentences together tonight. On a whole different note, what a beautiful speech from Jodie Foster at the golden globes….