a stream of consciousness
I have no idea how much I read each summer... I usually read every morning, every night, and sometimes during the day. Sometimes I wish my books lasted longer, because I'll spend a long time waiting for them to come out, and I'll finish them in one day. I reread them though (extensively), so it isn't like they are actually finished and gone.
My neighbor just got a new puppy! I desperately wanted her to get a large dog, because I was really close to her dog Elsa when I was younger. I like small dogs, but you cannot play with them as well, sometimes. But Lucy the puppy is a miniature doxen, and even though she will alwasy be tiny, she is extremely sweet and funny. She carried a tennis ball around today, which was as large as her head, I think.
What exactly is fictionpress? I like writing, so maybe I should check it out?
And because I wanted to do something with this news which has been bouncing around in my head--
My Uncle (I cannot find the words to explain how wonderful, sweet, and generous he is) has cancer, in his esophogus. He found it last year, and it went into remission, but it has come back, and he isn't doing well. This round of chemo is taking an extremely hard hit on him, and there isn't any way to tell if it is working. He is considering stopping treatment, to get quality life instead of a longer, unpleasant life. I don't argue that this makes sense, or that it is his choice, or that it isn't what I might do in the situation. It's just that... what if it is working? What if sticking it out for another month will kick the cancer into remission? Because if he stops it and the cancer is still there, not beaten back much, he probably only has months to live. It's his decission, and it's his right, and if it's between a shorter, higher quality life and a longer, meager life, I would choose the quality. I've always thought the quality is more important. I'm just scared, I think, because until last week, I thought it was a simple round of chemo. Not the last round he can be given, not a small hope to save his life. This is the uncle who gives you hugs so tight you might break a rib, the one who almost broke my glasses once. And it's the uncle who walks through the store, and decides me and my sister will like this and this and this. And he buys this and this and this, and gives it to us. I don't even care about the presents, it's just that he is so generous, and... everything. He's Uncle Ted, and that's the only way to describe him.
And thanks for reading that, if you did. You don't have to, if you didn't... I just needed to get it out. Gosh, that was a lot ... I didn't know how much I was caught up on. I feel better now : ) Maybe I'll go relax and sleep now... (I didn't sleep well last night).
do many people use "gosh" anymore? I have a lot of expressions that other people don't use. (I think I get some of them from my favorite books)
I have no idea how much I read each summer... I usually read every morning, every night, and sometimes during the day. Sometimes I wish my books lasted longer, because I'll spend a long time waiting for them to come out, and I'll finish them in one day. I reread them though (extensively), so it isn't like they are actually finished and gone.
My neighbor just got a new puppy! I desperately wanted her to get a large dog, because I was really close to her dog Elsa when I was younger. I like small dogs, but you cannot play with them as well, sometimes. But Lucy the puppy is a miniature doxen, and even though she will alwasy be tiny, she is extremely sweet and funny. She carried a tennis ball around today, which was as large as her head, I think.
What exactly is fictionpress? I like writing, so maybe I should check it out?
And because I wanted to do something with this news which has been bouncing around in my head--
My Uncle (I cannot find the words to explain how wonderful, sweet, and generous he is) has cancer, in his esophogus. He found it last year, and it went into remission, but it has come back, and he isn't doing well. This round of chemo is taking an extremely hard hit on him, and there isn't any way to tell if it is working. He is considering stopping treatment, to get quality life instead of a longer, unpleasant life. I don't argue that this makes sense, or that it is his choice, or that it isn't what I might do in the situation. It's just that... what if it is working? What if sticking it out for another month will kick the cancer into remission? Because if he stops it and the cancer is still there, not beaten back much, he probably only has months to live. It's his decission, and it's his right, and if it's between a shorter, higher quality life and a longer, meager life, I would choose the quality. I've always thought the quality is more important. I'm just scared, I think, because until last week, I thought it was a simple round of chemo. Not the last round he can be given, not a small hope to save his life. This is the uncle who gives you hugs so tight you might break a rib, the one who almost broke my glasses once. And it's the uncle who walks through the store, and decides me and my sister will like this and this and this. And he buys this and this and this, and gives it to us. I don't even care about the presents, it's just that he is so generous, and... everything. He's Uncle Ted, and that's the only way to describe him.
And thanks for reading that, if you did. You don't have to, if you didn't... I just needed to get it out. Gosh, that was a lot ... I didn't know how much I was caught up on. I feel better now : ) Maybe I'll go relax and sleep now... (I didn't sleep well last night).
do many people use "gosh" anymore? I have a lot of expressions that other people don't use. (I think I get some of them from my favorite books)

Do you mean for a play? As far as plays go, I prefer doing off-stage work, such as lighting (which I did for the Fall play at school), sound, special effects (I operated the bubble machine in a production of The Wizard of Oz once
), stuff like that that doesn't really need an audition.
He'll be in my prayers; I'm sure he'll end up making the right choice.



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