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Evelyn,

We missed you--but seemed to have a good time anyway.

Get well soon!

Joyce

Is that not awesome?? :) Sweetest professor ever.

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Blundered around class today with a thick fog in my head. I think two days of dancing with a cold did not do me any good. Skipped three classes today and went home to sleep sleep sleep. Woke up with a shock when C called and we zipped off to the hospital with J to pay a visit to S.

It was sad. Just because everything was strangely familiar. Walking down the same corridors, pressing the same buzzer, signing the same forms, walking into the same ward; even the other patients looked like how the patients looked like a year ago. Everything's so transient that everything stays the same.

He read us a poem he wrote in Spanish. I was expecting it to be loopy and medication-affected, but it was actually quite beautiful. I don't think he really understands what's going on, but he thinks we don't really understand what's going on in him either. He's right, we don't. But I think he doesn't either.