Each time she asked a question. I became uneasy.
The question was always loaded. Guaranteed.
I found this exhausting. Mentally and emotionally exhausting.
At times, I refuelled. I got ready. I fired. Game on.
But most times, I retreated.
My reasons for not playing the game varied.
Sometimes I was just not in the mood for the game. It happens right?
Other times, the stakes were too high. The casualties too precious. The possible fatalities strategic.
All in all, I reckon the learning experience was invaluable.
And today, I am grateful.
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