Saturday, March 19, 2011

Ramblings...not really a story

It's funny how illness puts you down.  With my mother it was cancer.  With me, it was a sprained ankle and now a very bad virus.  I really can't compare our situations, but when cancer hits me, as I'm genetically predisposed to it, I'll know what to expect.  Sort of.  I know you can never know with cancer. 

It will be time that will haunt me.  Time that says "You haven't done enough, you silly girl."  I have so much time now and yet not enough.  I've called in sick for the past two days and I've gotten so much writing done and it's still not enough.  I thought I was obsessive compulsive, but maybe I'm just a workaholic.

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