No posts tonight; I’m gonna crawl under my bed and shriek myself to sleep.
Ta.
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Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
© 2021 Thoughts On The Dead
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TOtD, if you want to spend the next week under your bed you go right ahead. we’ll all be here when you come back around. and not to make you feel any worse but i’m just about as sure as one could be that Trump is going to be reelected. so if nothing else that should provide a little spark for some inspired writing. but i , ah screw it.
You rest. We’ll keep watch, and we will make sure nothing goes awry.
Shriek, sleep; cry, hide, rest & do whatever else you need to do for as long as you need to do it: We’ll be sending love the whole time, & we’ll be here waiting for you when you come back.
Sir, two things:
1. Watch the “Black Jeopardy” with Chadwick. It’s simply amazing.
2. I found out Friday that I am doing 6 weeks of radiation, every day, due to the aggressive nature of my tumor. (Arms crossed Wakandan style). Sir.
Jesus. Sorry, buddy. Nice to have some company in hell, though. We’ll get through it.
You guys are superheroes in waiting. Every origin story involves getting zapped and poisoned one way or the other, so it’s just a matter of time until we all get to see what you’re gonna turn into once you get your masks and tights and utility belt situations sorted . . . I fully expect dick-punching and merch-yoinking and karate-chopping and toppermost-shopping to be among your super-powers, and anxiously await other exciting disclosures and adventures once you’ve put Medicine back into the corner . . .
I love you kid. I’ve gotten to be there for friends I love through the “C” and it’s never fun but sometimes it works. Feel better soon and get better as soon as you can.