Thinking. I hate that. 2010

    I think the reason why I’m doing this is because I’m lonely. I’m sorry. I’m rationalizing. But I look over and see the bartender’s yellow bracelet, and I imagine having a conversation and I ask him if there’s a cancer story, and he says no, and he asks about my blue bracelet (which happens to have ALS at the top for us to see).
    and I have stories with MY cancer bracelet that I’m not even wearing, which I won’t get into...
    and I think about the cancer and he asks me about the ALS and then I start thinking.
    I hate that.

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