...it was me who personally reported

You do not like to return to the past. You look ahead with the hope that the best may yet happen. But you are still going. You do not want to disappoint anyone. You do not want someone to resent you. You do not want them to throw logs on the track. There are already too many of those. You know that you must give a lot to the others so that you can be left with a little of yours. That essence which you can not be without, which you do not give, without which, those who would take it, would lose. Not only that; you have to come, to get on the stage, to take the trophy to say a sentence or two, and then home. Your A pupil. A has always been your only option. The body is a temple of the soul. You'll feed it carefully. Afternoon sleep. The unrivalled ritual. Packing of the things with apothecary precision, God, you are a pharmacist. And leaving. You do not like to return to the past. You look ahead with the hope that the best can yet happen.  -- Blanka Vlašić

Четящи хора. Вярно, играят, но? Гледат надолу. Нека се свърши. Не убеждават. Не са. Така. Истински. Колкото хубави думите.