the many things I think about while I attempt sleep...
What am I going to do about the construction workers that are ripping apart the roof of the house next door? They're leaving all sorts of debris in my front yard: today I found a piece of old sheet metal hanging from a string of lights...
Should I sign up for that 6 week workshop on "The Poetry of Illness?" I love poetry, and I have been ill, and in the future I would like to switch from mathematics to poetry, so this would be a good start.
Why am I so concerned about the characters in that Amazon Prime show "The Patriot?" And why can't I get the theme song, "Train Song" by Vashti Bunyon, out of my head?
What will happen when I finish radiation therapy for my prostate cancer? I love the technician, Laura, who has been treating me since early September. I'm going to miss her and the other technicians who have become of my daily life. I want to do something really great for them when I finish, but I don't know what.
Will I ever get 8 continuous hours of sleep again? Getting up to piss every 2 ½ hours is wearing on me.
Will I live happily?