I have an awful feeling in my stomach. Everything that happens makes it worse. It's growing, gnawing at my insides. I think disintegrating them would be more accurate. I don't understand; I've had a good day, I got a book and I spent time with friends and my illness is finally fading.
I can't think of anything else to write. My hands are trembling.
My mind's only playing a trick on me, but I can't shake it off.
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