Things hasn't gone as planned.
Ambitions had to be shoved aside when sickness comes into play.
And it's a sore point for me when it is rubbed into you that you are using sickness as a means of getting away with things.
I probably haven't cried so bitterly for a long long time.
Coming out on the other side, there's this sense of acceptance.
There's only so much you could do in one day.
And what little hope left, is for the self to have a full recovery.
It's October.
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