I have bad news for you. I’m dying.
I’ve got, maybe…oh 50 years left at most.
Best to remember that and act accordingly.
Categories: Reminders to Myself
Reminders to Myself
Nothing is Wrong
That’s a lie. But let me tell you: it’s the truth. That anxiety, maybe always in the background, but bubbling to the surface during downtime, when you’re alone or when the conversation stops; the fact Read more…