between perfect strangers, can take place.

Weird, how of late you lose your confidence in rugby & I lose my confidence in everything.
M1 on the nineteenth of March. Daniel says 'We must retain the plate!'. I hope we do the cup though. But my confidence is really down in the depths. Beats me, beats you.
Since when did we become so closely knitted,
I feel your cold. & I've a sudden longing to share your burden, to dig deeper into you, like how good friends behave.
Verily, I feel at weird times.