- I almost lost my father two weeks ago. Burst duodenal ulcer. Doc called me that night saying he wasn't sure if he'd survive. Today, Dad's able to walk a bit, eat, and joke. His progress has been unbelievable. I hold his hand and talk about the news with him, and in the back of my mind I think about how close to death he was. I still haven't
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By the time you're reading this you'll be in--or possibly back from!--the Far East; I hope your trip goes well. (Incidentally, if you should happen to develop any mystical powers including but not limited to the ability to cloud the minds of men, do let me know!)
Also happy birthday! Thirty, for me, was something of a milestone, a time to reflect. Sadly I found that I wasn't too happy with some of what I saw looking back at me; happily, I've started changing some of that.
On a not unrelated topic, I stand in agreement with you in regards to anger. Anger gets a bad rap these days, but the fact is that without it, things never change. Properly applied, anger can give you the lever you need to move the world.
Anyway. Stay frosty, TK; I'll raise a glass of something or other in your honor while I'm in California.
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