

2. A Story Continued
The rolling behemoth that would have flattened me flashes past in my rearview mirror. If only my other issues were equally avoidable. Life is seldom as simple as the pictures that we paint. I’ve been asking myself, “How did I get here?” for a while, now. Maybe I should explain where the question originated. If…
1. The Future is a Freight Train
“If he was sitting in his car on the railroad tracks and the train was racing toward him, he would be in no hurry to move,” the Parkinson’s specialist said about me during our interview. Lisa was in the room and he was explaining my problem to her (although, given our almost eleven years together,…

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