There are some people that take years to orchestrate their death in the most elaborate fashion imaginable. This happens to be the path someone very close to me is on. A nearly endless battle against addiction has run the body ragged and I suspect we will lose him sooner than later.

The clinical diagnosis handed down last year was that of congestive heart failure with the general advice to stop doing everything that is currently habitual or be dead imminently. This was in the 4th quarter of 2021. It is now into the 2nd half of 2022 and the aforementioned habits haven’t stopped. Somehow, neither has the life.

So we are all in some form of holding pattern. A cruel waiting game for those among us who aren’t detached from it all as I am. I am grateful to be unburdened by this situation, having dropped this baggage years prior out of self-preservation. It’s a shame but not at all a surprise.

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