it's 10:05 pm, on April 19, 2005 - cure.

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I sent this to Alestar, and then realized she's not the only one with fond M*A*S*H memories. And now, for some reason, I have "Catch my Disease" stuck in my head - which is such an uplifting and heartening song, but then of course, Ben Lee is talking about love catching on, not mental ilness.

"Listen, Beej, everyone comes out of this war is wounded. You're wounded, Radar's wounded, Margaret's wounded, even Frank was wounded."

"Frank was crazy."

"See? Margaret got married for heaven's sake."

"You're wounded."

"Ah, but there you see, my wound is me, Beej. My wound is me, not being able to forgive people for doing this, not being able to forgive myself for not doing enough. I get so angry and I can't stop myself. I'm my own wound." Hawkeye sits on his bed, and runs a hand through his hair. "And I'm your wound, too."

"You're not."

"I am."

"You aren't. You're a symptom, maybe. and also the cure."

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