In a state of suspended animation, (that may not be scientifically possible, but that's how I feel).
My youngest brother is not feeling well. Don't be cancer, don't be cancer, don't be cancer...not again.
Like I have that kind of power.
Which begs the question, is it my place to write about his life? Probably not. And wouldn't I rather pretend life is perfectly rosy? Absolutely.
I hope it will be, soon.
Nothing is ever as good or as bad as it first appears..nothing is ever as good or as bad as it
first appears...
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