"To pass the time" - there is already so little of it, and so much to do! What's wrong with me! Move!!!

It feels like my heart is being strangled by wire when I even think of something relating to this, and it's such a broad topic, an intrinsic component of the life that's shaped my view of the world, I can't avoid it crossing my mind - and least of all can I say it, I can't tell anyone, but my heart just hurts so much, I'm having trouble breathing - what a wretched, cruel, filthy world, a gift squandered.

Today everything hurts, in my heart, today is a painful day

On this day a rather feminine injury - seared my forearm around the elbow on the clothing iron - I wonder what it could mean.

Math final is just an hour of worship I would've done anyway but in a different method