It's been 19 days since the 74th.
In 7 days of that, I walked out of a virtual consultation on fundraising to meet with the Swedes in Bangkok who co-authored a mandate for Jakarta that will define the context of ASEAN 2026.
My new friends, Oettinger and Warsteiner, cancelled their financial management support for a policy toolkit in lieu of a request for refund from Melbourne's impact measurement approach.
On the 5th of the 7th, an active fibrotic NASH was ruled as a request for computer maintenance.
On the 6th, a worrisome possibility for recurrence was detected before 5 hours of a ureteroscopy.
The scars will linger like a YOSAS approval for 5 settlements.
Recurring (an assessment report?), exasperating (a fiscal governance plan?), delayed (hosting arrangements?).
The opthalmologist was absent during a payment to a locked investment.
The opthometrist held court in Phnom Penh for a headhunt in SM City.
And the Phantom Biker got lost in Bakal 2 while tending to The Trestleboard.
On the 7th of the 7th, the computer was revealed to be a washing machine laundering a weekend narrative report.
The scars, they will come and go.
But if they remained, my prayer to the Immaculate Conception in Cubao is for them to stay just like that.
Scars that will mark our riumph over our afflictions...
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