Over a year ago, I posted about my near brush with death, and the joy and frustrations of recovery. This was what I said: I felt so sure that I was going to turn over a new leaf and start fixing the problems that had been burdening me even before I became ill. That I would start spending more time with friends and creating more beautiful things and writing thoughtfully and using my time well. Since then, a lot of things have changed. For me, most of them have been for the better. (For the worl
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