Slowly, or not so slowly, all my potential doctors are dropping out of the race. I don’t know which gorilla’s hands I’m going to be in the care of now, and it’s such an icky feeling. And when it will be? And where? I also don’t know how I’ll pay for it. Mana from the sky? Truthfully, I feel like I’m standing naked in the cold rain, and people are throwing rotten fruit at me.
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Creating Choices
When I’m impatient, the only way to suffer through is to create choices–even if they’re hypothetical. I don’t know why, but it helps.
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I have no idea who reads this blog. I have no way of knowing. I only know who subscribes. That doesn’t count for all of the visitor statistics though. Overall, I think it’s probably good that I don’t know who’s reading. It makes it a little easier for me to be honest.
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