Absolutely Late, Lately: Adding up the Moment(s) of Terminal Cancer

Wanting more time before it’s all over leads me down the rabbit hole into a place where I get lost. Lost inside a book, a song, a sunrise, a hug, a poem I’m writing, a memory, or a hope for something in a future that can at any moment be cut like a scene in an editors office from a films final print. I’m not lost on my path, though. It’s winding and it’s convoluted and full of time that I’ve somehow let slip by. … Read More Absolutely Late, Lately: Adding up the Moment(s) of Terminal Cancer