Anxiety is horrible, it corrodes the insides, it interrupts and confuses decision-making, it authors a feeling of helplessness. But you can’t fight it, you say ‘come, friend’, you learn to let it sit inside you and shoot well in spite of it. But I am patient. That is my skill. I argued with myself: I had chosen a plan, it hadn’t worked, such is sport. I flushed down the memories of this beautiful town.
