I'm really feeling sick to the stomach.
I didn't go to work for two days.
Yesterday, outside the clinic I saw a homeless man.
He had flies around him.
I don't think he's mentally sound.

Today, in a convenient store, I saw a little boy whose right arm is deformed, amputated.
He seemed to have adjusted well with this disability, as he was moving about actively, like all boys his age.
The caretaker is a coarse lady who threatened him, telling him bad people will come to chop off his other arm if he doesn't behave.

Too much sadness.