After spending most of the week in a room with a man dying of cancer I ask myself why? Why am I allowed to be so lucky? Why do good people have to suffer while others blunder through life without a care? Life is funny like that.
I often wonder things like I wish George W BUSH. and COCK Cheney would get brain cancer... but after we deplete thier bank accounts and make sure they have no insurance.
I am glad to see you're back! We are all clumsily walking through life, accidentally doing all sorts of things and intentionally doing others...or not doing. Why are any of us here? Who cares? You are.
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