I am writing this journal entry in the bathroom — it is the only place where I can concentrate fully for a moment and nobody disturbs me. Jan wanted to go to the pharmacy, and so did I. We went. Nine o’clock, the pharmacy opens at nine, but someone had just walked out, locked the door and headed off towards the coffee shop. Jan was not having it — he rang the bell without stopping until the door opened. We filled the prescription. I got the bupropion and the methylphenidate. I took the first pill at exactly 9:08. The first pill of a magic drug
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