I remember a moment (the only moment) in HS soccer when somehow I found myself dribbling the ball down the field for more than half of a second. I was flustered with with everything going on around me, occupied with the ball right in front of me and I heard distant voices calling my name and yelling "shoot it." I looked up and realized the goal was right in front of me, and I was completely unprepared to make a shot. I sort of feel that way about Christmas right now... I looked at the date and said "oh it's right here!"
(for those who are in suspense, I didn't even come close to making the shot).
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