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mister mean genes (or, expect the unexpected)

Today I have had the surprising experience of someone else’s good news making me feel like shit.  Are we in middle school again?  I recall, quite starkly, a “profound thought” from my high school notes of the same name, which … Continue reading

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performing cancer

My efforts to explain and unpack my cancer experience have always been narrative, linear.  I try to tell a story – or, lots of little stories – clearly, concisely, and in a way that people can connect with and understand. … Continue reading

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getting over certainty

It feels like an eternity since I sat down to do this.  What does that mean, I wonder?  That cancer and its aftermath are finally taking a backseat to other things?  That seems implausible.  For regardless of what is in … Continue reading

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