It would make a good piece to just say yesterday sucked the same way this season sucked and move on from all these snakebites. All the waiting for health. Something about the whole thing felt like growing up. Talking about what you’d do when you got older. Like, wait till I’m an adult, then look at me. I’ll own a Corvet and live in a mansion in Los Angeles and marry Halle Berry and honeymoon in Cozumel. Only what if you just stayed a child, and never got a chance to try to make all that happen for yourself, forever bound to counting the circles between the MASH lines.