I can’t even begin to explain how sorry I am. Would you even believe me, if I told you why?

If I wasn’t so exhausted, wasn’t so achy, wasn’t so mentally drained…but I know they’re all just excuses, and I gave you my word. Would you even understand, if you knew how much I wanted to be there?

This medicine is like a drug, a bad, cherry-tasting drug, that causes drowsiness and lowers my inhibitions.