World Cups remind me of my son.
He loved...
He knew players from around the world and didn't blink an eye in front of the TV. while a game was going on.
Watching a World Cup is a happy and sad feeling
It's a good and bad memory
It's a moment that reminds us of other moments
In those moments I projected others into future times
But the future arrived and everything was different.
Life is like that...
It trips, surprises, sabotages dreams...
It's an eternal end and beginning
A new beginning is different from the original beginning
It's so disappointing.
But what's worse is not trying to start over.
Trying is always the key to everything.
It's worth trying hard regardless of the result.
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