Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Postscript


For most of yesterday I was feeling crappy, to tell the truth. I've had a kink in my neck (not related to cancer, but to reading my iPad on the train) and was trying to process the news from my Dana-Farber visit.  

But what was really bugging me was that I was having the hardest time writing about the visit. I was blocked. I got the basics down but couldn't get any further.  

Once I actually got it down on paper (or the digital equivalent), I felt instantly, noticeably lighter. It's as if by writing it, I'm committing to a plan -- as if the talking about the plan is part of the actual plan itself. 

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