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At Year's End


Cancer came and went this year, but some repercussions linger. Recent images dictate that I see a neurosurgeon and an orthopedist. At the end of 2015 I find myself:

A little less carefree

A little more withdrawn

A little less energetic

A little more reflective

A little less confident

A little more empathetic

A little less secure

A little more determined

A little less naive

A little more grateful

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