I was trying to think…

I was trying to think about what I wanted to actually do for my birthday. A nice quiet dinner with Kevin and/or with the kids seems reasonable and appropriate, given chemo, etc. And yet, I have a certain desire to throw myself out of a plane. In a sky-diving kind of way.

Cancer can make you a little nutty, I think.

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