I know you know how grateful I am to be alive this week and every week. The gods and/or universe conspired to get me to fight through the bleak malaise of chemotherapy. Have I already shared with you that I wrote a note in my “Notes” app to my brother-in-law, instructing and informing him of relevant-to-my-demise stuff? It’s a grim
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