13 days to go.
I passed by the HUN Hospital yesterday, not on purpose. I was trying to go somewhere else and it was on my way. I would have avoided it otherwise, I swear I would have, but I barely realised I was nearby until I was already there. This Hospital has become a memento of lost years, dead time, confusion, depression and a shitload of other bad feelings. I looked up at this huge, sad, green building, and all my energy was drained in a second. I felt paralized by the thought of having to go back in there again.