8.18.25 a girl

a friend brought another friend to badminton today.

she told me her friend was a beginner and asked if i can play with her and help her.

i said sure!

playing with her a bit, i noticed her swings were kind of decent...

so i asked her, are you really a beginner?

she said , "yes yes! I play pickleball, so maybe that's why my swings are good, badminton feels familiar."

I said "oh, that makes sense. okay."

as we kept playing through the evening, i realized she had badminton shoes. i called her out, "hey you have badminton shoes, heck even socks, are you sure you're a beginner? you're lying."

her friend jumped in and said, " no no, those are my shoes, i lent them to her."

But she's freaking 6 feet tall and her friend is 5 feet.

liars. whatever.

they invited me to dinner after our badminton session was over, i said no thank you and went home.

she is cute.

but i don't find beauty in any other girls right now.

i know. i need to let go. i accept that you're gone.

that's okay.

i hope you're eating well. 🫶🏻