Late night. A cheap clock radio. You twisted the dial just enough to catch a signal from another city. The game was still going. A voice, a crack of the bat, a few words lost to static—but you listened anyway.
Stoicism
Clarity isn’t always clean. Sometimes truth comes through noise—and only if you’re patient enough to hear it.
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