Trying to live life. Something more than just merely avoiding death. The usual.
Monday, October 31, 2011
A Diagnosis. (10/05/11)
(10/05/11)
As I left this doctor’s office, he stopped to shake my hand
with a very grave look and he said, “This is bad. This is very bad.” I nodded
and thought to myself, I will never return to this office. And I didn’t.
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