Post Failure Syndrome

Clinging on to threads of light in death, hanging onto hope for rebirth.

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Tears, hot as steam escaping a kettle and buoyant as raindrops in October, poured down her face as she stood in the hospital lobby. Peers & professors had gathered around, while passers-by curiously glanced at the wailing blob as they hurried on.

Prior to a few moments before, She had never done badly in an assessment of any…