In 49 days, I will not have a single care in the world. I'll sunbathe, and drink pina coladas, and draw the tropical creatures around me. But today, I need to focus hard on remembering to swallow a little pill. It's sounds so simple, right? Oh, fuck off. 49 days, 49 days, 49 days. The countdown has become my mantra. (The sole reason I am exercising and putting some effort in completing overdue english assignments.) And, guess what? Tomorrow will be 48!