I miss fucking her and kissing her and holding her. I miss her like a physical pain. Missing her is a cancer and it's stealing my cells and breaking my bones. It's eating me alive.

The human mind operates on the same principle. It can be fragile or antifragile depending on how you use it. When struck by chaos and disorder, our minds set to work making sense of it all, deducing principles and constructing mental models, predicting future events and evaluating the past. This is called "learning," and it makes us better; it allows us to gain from failure and disorder. Thoughts (interesting ) Stuck in choas - my thinking saying = jumbled mess or my thinking is saying = disorder - so re organise thoughts problems then prioritise I'd say hmmm

on the unit right now, but as I stand there, the sound of footsteps grows louder by the second. I look off into the distance to see who's walking towards me. A shadow appears from around the bend, but before I can see who it is, tie shadow vanishes. "Hello?" | call out.

Omg no way !!! What a twist wow! I try not to think as I study the line of charts up above the nursing station. My eyes dart between the labels and come to rest on the chart of the patient in 905. The one with the blue eyes flecked with yellow. My whole body turns cold when I see the name dart between the labels and come to rest on the chart of the patient in 905. My whole body turns cold when I see the name written on the chart: CARPENTER Oh no.