So much for... everything, I guess. Today saw the broadcasting of my TV documentary on Omroep Flevoland. While it looked pretty okay, I doubt it'll matter.
The medical test results are going to take until the end of this year. The political mess will take years. I just heard that my article in the Grazia won't be published until issue 50, meaning far into December. This year nothing will be accomplished yet again.
Welcome to the imminent 5th anniversary of my personal Hell. I'm a fool for having faith in anything and anyone. Nothing matters. Nothing changes. I'm a coward for not wanting to end a game I can't win.
Perhaps today is the right day to end it all...