Chapter 77: It Happens

Some Days

Yesterday’s futsal session felt good.

I enjoyed playing.
I sweat it out.

Everything just… clicked.

But I’ve realised something.

On the days it doesn’t —
when things feel off,
when I’m not at my best —
I tend to take it harder than I should.

As if one bad session
defines everything.

Maybe it doesn’t have to be that way.

Some days are just not mine.

And maybe that’s okay.

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