When I used to play inter school ball in high school, I relished going to the free throw line. I loved the feeling of an opposing team’s mob jeering me on as the referee hands me the ball, up until the ball leaves my fingertips. There was never a feeling of doubt after every shot. In my mind, the ball was always going to go in.
A decade hence, I found myself in a different situation.
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