Football, bloody hell.

What a game! My ball control was rusty, panicky on the ball, afraid of getting muddy, but we won 4-1, and I even scored a goal! My first proper game for six months so I guess it'll take some time to get the composure back, but I think I can do this.
Showered at the rubbish dump before taking a cab home to shower properly and moisturise, but get this: I'm not scratching! I may actually be able to lead a normal life again. Thank God.