I recently decided to keep an old notebook (actually a cool “blank book” I’ve had for quite a while) close by me, and hope to jot down activities and thoughts as they happen. I wrote these pages yesterday morning before my radiology tests, and early this morning. More to follow, I hope sooner than later.
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