Dispatches from the long-grass
It’s been a long May. Some of it indelible, other parts forgettable (over time). The worst, thankfully, already lost into the abyss of a strange, chemo-induced amnesia. But for the most part – a few stubborn side effects notwithstanding – the worst is definitely behind us. I have to admit that I am a little […]
And so it begins. The process officially started yesterday on what they call ‘Day – 1’. So, high dose of well-trained Chemo agent in, and on its way to perform its rebooting mission. So far so good. Nestled up in Room 609, in the exceptional ‘Cotton Rooms’. Holding tight, and staying calm. Let the ride […]
So, next Monday is Reboot day. And the final leg (hopefully) of what has been an extraordinary experience. An experience I never thought I’d ever have to endure. Who would? But am strangely yet comfortably grateful for, nonetheless. (More about why in another post….) I use the term Reboot simply because I can’t think of […]
As I toil enthusiastically towards the end of this most curious of adventures, I’ve begun to allow myself the odd brush stroke of possibility, across the canvass that awaits me on the other side. Epic dis-ease + grateful survival = priceless opportunity to examine, reinvent and marry life, with purpose and passion. Travel and writing […]
(Dubai. City Hospital. Sometime past 2 a.m) “Victory over others might bring us satisfaction. But victory over ourselves certainly brings us joy.” anon That one get’s him thinking. ‘12 and ‘13 have been bunker years. No quarrel. A holding pattern for a reluctant member of the wait-and-see generation. Sobered up by the anxiety of his world […]