One badminton game

One badminton game. Has wrecked it all. Or was it simply me and my damn mouth.

I’m feeling juvenile. Because people I’m dealing with are juvenile. Or so I think.

Dear God, I do not know how to grow your team. The old are ageing. The young are non-committal. While I would like to take one of my them under my wings, the non-commitment is driving me insane. Anyway, that non-commitment has driven the relationship into the thrash can.

Why do we have feelings/emotions? Can we not? I rather live in a world where there is no love/emotions. In that way, I can function mechanically. No emotions attached. Dear God, can you harden my heart? Because, these emotions are literally killing me.

One badminton game.


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