April is going to be my last month on earth. My SN arrived so now I just have to convince a doctor to prescribe me some anti-emetics.
It's a poetic month for me. My dad died in April. I went on my first date with the love of my life in April.
"April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain."
- T.S. Eliot