12,450 Days Alive
Eventually, I’ll wake up something other than tired.
Maybe I won’t even be in pain too much that day.
Today was not that day, though it went better than it could have.
I got to stop home briefly and give my Darling Wife a hug. That was lovely.
For now, though, I’m going to bed. Tomorrow comes too soon.
Take your meds, folks.
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