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Last night I told myself I'd only play geometry dash spam wave for ten minutes. I should have known better. What started as a quick try turned into a small battle between me, my fingers, and the screen. The clicking felt endless, like a test I couldn't quite pass but couldn't walk away from either. Each attempt ended almost the same, but somehow I felt closer, like I was learning something each time. My fingers started to ache, but I kept pressing on, chasing that one perfect run. It was frustrating and oddly calming at the same time. I realized somewhere around midnight that it wasn't just about winning. It was about the rhythm, the focus, and the weird satisfaction of getting a little further than before. I finally put it down, not because I finished, but because my hands told me enough was enough.
