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Sick and Tired
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Sick and Tired

I think about death a lot lately. Not just existentially, but  also realistically. It’s a side effect of being chronically ill and not having a diagnosis. You’re never absolutely sure what the next hour, day, or week holds. Now, that’s true of everyone, but knowing something is wrong is a sharper contrast. It’s like the … Continue reading

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2006

I bought my first can of Axe body spray since 2006, and the smell triggered vivid memories. Smell is the sense most closely tied to memory, so this shouldn’t surprise. I remembered town houses, the fresh experience of a new Blind Guardian album, blue crabs and beer, Coheed, love blooming and free movies in a … Continue reading

Life

Base Jumping

Every day I walk to the edge of a high precipice. Looking out over the cliff’s edge, I can see everything I want from life arrayed before me. It stretches out in a great tableau of dreams, calling to me. It only requires that I jump. But therein lies the problem. There is no parachute, … Continue reading

Stars
Life

Stars

I should really be working right now. Instead, I find myself thinking of particles and atomic structures. I find myself thinking that my body is 27 years old but my atoms are infinitely ageless. They were there just after the Big Bang. They were baked in the crucible of stars, strewn out when those stars … Continue reading