I don’t know how much longer I can last. How many more? The price is higher than the value and the value is next to nothing. Treat me with what first broke me. Run out of options, one at a time, bottle by bottle. Running out of options, time and faith, and strength. Doctor, doctor, you’re doing your best. There’s no blame here. The magic potion just doesn’t seem to exist. There are only so many options in the world. Chemical combos and shots in the dark.