today is november the second. a quiet day. i came out of the hospital today at 11am, my mum picked me up. i don’t like it when she comes to the hospital, her eyes are always so sad when she comes. she doesn’t like seeing me there, well, whose mum enjoys seeing her kid in a grey building, full of doctors, nurses, needles, blood and salt solutions. last week was just terrible. jo wasn’t there to make me laugh during ward round and abstract me when a student wanted my blood. yes there are a lot of students, and of course all of them get the chance to take a blood sample from an innocent victim like me. i don’t like most of them, they suck in getting the blood at the first try and are scared to talk to me. anyways, i got out today, but couldn’t go to school. maybe tomorrow. staying at home all day and doing nothing is even worse then going to school. but what am i supposed to do? i don’t have the power to go out and save the world, or even go for a walk and take some photos. my brain is fully there, it’s ready to write an essay about the history of our society, but especially my hands won’t work. to write this, i need a break after every other word. do you know this quote by shakespeare?
„There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries“
i am scared that i missed my flood. you’ll say i’m only 17, yes, but you don’t know what i could have have. maybe i’ll tell another time. for today, it’s enough…