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Towards “RETURN TO WORK” goal : there have been two moments of REVELATION in my recent journey with GBM (**) in 2023. Oddly, the first was not January 5 : My first brain seizure day, nor January 11 : the brain surgery.No, the first was while SCHEDULING the radiation + chemotherapy treatments on 2/10/23… I
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FaceBook Post from Feb 28, 2023 @ 7a Pacfic As month 2 with GBM (my brain cancer) winds down, it is evident my body has recovered from the corticosteroid I was taking… yesterday (including last night) I was asleep about 65% of the day! it’s bittersweet, though, since the 5-hour nights also came with anti-inflammatory
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/Really wanna see? https://jammns.blog/2023/03/02/images-from-the-illudium-q-36-brain-radiator-some-random-brain-as-far-as-i-lie/ Not as bad as I’m making out. . .
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Perhaps that’s the deal
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perhaps The Muse herself is the harbinger of distraction… When I have 37 thoughts from my doorstep to the family van, it seems unlikely that Focus is achievable. I have assumed some connection between discipline and focus. It is time to reconsider . Can one exhibit discipline while remaining Unfocused? Can one exploit discipline while
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Some days you can feel your muse This morning I awoke with contentment and a kind of subdued joy. Thinking back on my surrounding thought and Writing about it now, I can only surmise it was excitement at the prospect of singing again with the A Capella group I signed up for last night. “Discipline!”
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while hot orange Teetered, its scorch Floats – teen lust Crackles crisp, crawling Scents of sweet nature Savored now only in memory
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“It’s not unpleasant, just unusual.”, I commented at the time of morning when a person doesn’t SAY anything, they just make comments. At this lullified time of day, at the entrance of waking consciousness, I was surprised to be at the coffee maker which only yesterday had been a chai tea maker and sipping new
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Memory fadingOf beauty so clear Once elating my vision Yet fleeting Fading as she’s walking Out of my life into hers Fated to be fleeting Xxxx moment of silence for the next few
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“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” ―
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Why does the bus driver jerk the bus? Do I need to become one to know? Shall I obtain a doctorate in Psychology to fathom the depths of the mind which controls the foot which applies the brake which shakes my commuting body to and fro? Does the driver not feel in his own body
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