The sun didn’t set until late, but your pickup game ended early—called after five innings because the ball rolled into a backyard with a mean dog. Everyone knew it was the right call. No one complained. You just stood around, hands on hips, letting the light stretch across your skin.
Stoicism
Not every ending needs drama. Acceptance is a skill, not a surr…
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