Tired.
Half way thru Chemo.
12 weeks to go.
Starlight Express, Harry Potter, parents' evening...
Smell of chemo fading now.
Looking forward to bangers and mash.
Winning (what?)
Space around everyone.
Energy low.
Battery in need of a recharge.
Plug into power.
G.
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