There is no plausible explanation for how I react to Canadian national teams losing tournaments. When Canada lost to the Americans 8 years ago, it upset me for weeks. I dreamt about it. It was weird.
I have a lot going on in my life. I manage stress very well. And yet, for some crazy unknown reason, I worry about the Canadian Mens Hockey team losing in the Olympics. For some reason it matters to me, and deeply. I'm considerably in debt, I have trouble paying bills, I might have an infection in my urinary tract, but all that is secondary to the worrying I must do over a hockey team.
I don't know if that's a cry for help or not. I'm fiercely patriotic, and I strongly want Canada to win another gold medal like the women did. I may have to call in sick to work if they don't....
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I have faith in a few things - divinity and grace
But even when I'm on my knees I know the devil preys
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