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I wish I could extract myself from this vacuum of self pity, it is paralyzing. I feel so far removed from the air's wonders. And I am finding no fascinating secrets in this bay of immobility, helplessness and pain. I glanced at my syllabus and the notable scrolling past the numbers of days depressed me, the end is here and I am nowhere closer to the succulent fruits I had hoped to find and know they are nowhere in the near distance.