The struggle to focus at training was rough. I wasn't feeling tired, I had slept good. I wasn't hungry, I had eaten a big breakfast. I just couldn't focus. I was just in a funk.
Left the boxing club and ran into this cutie, a super friendly street cat. A kitten.
She walked up to me and let her pet her. I sat down and she jumped on me.
She tried to nibble on my fingertips.
It was clear she hungry and I knew I didn't have in my heart to just leave her there hungry.
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