Being physically ill and still performing all my various duties at school, and after school, is not an easy matter. At one time in my youth I could continue to move by sheer focus of will and forgetting all obstacles. Not so now.
I need to drag my feverish body along -- pick it up -- and just keep myself playing, the game, of life, and death. My eyes are watering and I continue to move -- forward, every forward. Trying always to do my best -- to achieve -- to help. Trying...always.
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