///BONK!!!!///

The ball bounced high into the air, reveling in the freedom of movement. It had been bouncing for as long as it could remember, and it couldn't imagine a life without the joy of flight. But as it reached the peak of its bounce, the ball couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over it. It knew that eventually, its bounces would become fewer and farther between. It would lose its elasticity, its energy, and its very reason for being. The ball tried to push these thoughts out of its mind as it descended back to the ground. It focused on the present moment, on the feel of the air rushing past its surface, on the satisfaction of making contact with the ground and launching itself back in...View all