It was an overload today as a stream were coming to his imagination in an slew of flurries that he couldn't handle. Now it's all gone, like all dreams go. From his little bed, where he couldn't imagine himself to be now.
He's going to have to take a shower, a long one, a cold one, a desperate one. The formalities of his coaching journey with a retired powerlifter will return, it's all going to be solitary now for him because what takes him before. That's okay because he is not going to be that coach who's got a break the etiquette.
Direct approval Direct denial, he can't beat around the bush and drag this out with such a life like his, he's got to tell him.