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| I had no idea my NaNoWriMo project would consume me. I didn't realize I'd pushed so many memories from my mind. I don't like talking about the bad things in my past. I've never found it necessary to bring up things I can't change. Instead of purposely putting myself through the pain again, I've stopped trying to make sense of things. But as I've gotten older, I feel the need to try to explain to my kids how events have shaped my life. My stroll down memory lane is exhausting yet strangely satisfying. I haven't opened a can of worms, I've released the Kraken. |
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but seems to be okay today. I worry about my poor circulation, scrub my toes with a soft bristle brush, watch discoloration come and go. I probably need new arteries or veins but hey... "Heathcare" USA (enough said?). I may be better off trying something here in Thailand. But still... wish I lived in a country that had adequate patient based healthcare. Thailand and Taiwan mostly do, but I can't access it. First world systems like Europe, Canada and Australia do, but again, I can't access it. 