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I have a date to die. In almost three weeks time, I expect to no longer be here. Or at least not exist in my current corporeal state. It’s even entered into my google calendar, though not in overly obvious terms. How morbid is that? Funny enough, since I selected the date last night, I no longer feel “suicidal.” Rather, I feel like a terminally ill patient who has been told his expiration date. I feel I’m marching towards it. I feel there is no longer any choice involved and that’s a relief. I would have to compare it to when a mother is told […]