Tag: alcohol
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Memoir: The hard card (1982)
I am 20 years and eleven months old, alone in an empty dorm the Thursday of Spring break. I have no girlfriend, nowhere to go, no interest in driving home (no home at all, just a room in mom’s condo), and no tolerance for extended periods of regular consciousness. I consider myself worldly and “with…
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Reflection: What I can no longer do

I find that with the loss of that youthful confidence in eternal sunshine, I cannot live a day without the grounding awareness of mortality, disease, and disability.
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Memoir: Pain management (1973-present)

Whichever hobbyhorse you ride–sports, gardening, music, travel, baking, arts and crafts, your dog or your cat–you ride it away from dukkha.