27th
December
2021
A thousand dissenting voices
Too much time on my hands; not enough time. Both equally confounding. I’m in a holding pattern, waiting to depart for a surgical roadtrip. I know the destination, the dates, the procedure (that’s actually untrue). I don’t know what they have in mind. It doesn’t matter. I’m just another number. A stranger that will come and go, and the surgical team will be tasked with trying to improve my life. Can’t wait.
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