I'm enjoying medical care up close and personal in my local hospital. When you look out the window in my room, you can see the cemetery.
But no worries, right?
See you tomorrow. Maybe.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
My fondness for Autumn is tempered by my knowledge of what happens next, not because of anything Autumn, itself, has ever done to or for me....
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