I’m glad you called me home. I almost didn’t come.

I’m starting to regret I invited you. You’re game sucks today.

Freaking anxiety is what this is but I’m getting over it.

I know the feeling. Just so much stuff we’re cut out for and so much stuff we’re really not.

I just want to do so much. Play, build, learn, rest. Just thinking about it is just exhausting.

You’ll never be able to do everything. Cut yourself some slack.

This is what I chose to do and thats what I control.

Let’s hope that attitude results in more control of the ball.

I never said I was any good at b-ball.

It’s called hoops.

Whatever. It’s your serve.