Between these yellow lines,The promise of safetyRetreats before the distraction, impatience, the ... [+]
Between these yellow lines,The promise of safetyRetreats before the distraction, impatience, the ... [+]
Tomorrow will mark a year since I had my stroke. It's an occasion that, according to my daughter, Ginny, I should view as important. But I've spent enough time staring at death; I don't want to think ... [+]
I never thought I would end up like this – like a tabloid horror story. Someday I bet I'll be discovered dead, here in my tiny, piss-scented apartment, being devoured by my seventy cats. Thing is, I ... [+]