I mean, I just... I CAN'T believe I'm still stuck here, like it’s been months since... well, since the whole thing with Mr. Henderson and his kidney appointments ended, and I still wake up feeling this RAGE, this absolute FURY at myself for not having a plan B. My god, I spent FIVE YEARS arranging his dialysis and doctor visits, day in and day out, and now I’m just... here, in this godforsaken town where the biggest excitement is the new flavor of ice cream at the one diner, and I just feel like I wasted all that time and energy on... nothing, absolutely nothing, and I’m just SO MAD at myself for letting it happen.