I was going to write about death.
But fuck it. This has been a subject mulling over in the far reaches of my thought processes for the last month. And now I am just going to post a link instead.
Am going for an epidural injection into my lousy shit hole of a lower spine in a few hours.
Death motivates me to do things. Seeing that the dead have lived. Makes me want to live.
And be grateful
if the epidural works….