
A few weeks to recover. Regenerate. Strength-train. Detox.
Can't afford to waste too much time. Or any time, really.
One day, I want to look back at these years. At the sacrifice years. I will look back in awe at how I survived with so little to keep me going.
What keeps that fire alive after all this time? What fuels the engine...?
Revenge.
Revenge...
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