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Friday, October 26, 2007

Packed Bag

Fall can be very depressing. I feel sad, tired, and barely willing to paint. My friend Steve is packing his bags, as he is dying. He told me last night. I feel so helpless and sorry for myself. What will become of us, my cherished friendship? It is so unfair. Surprisingly, Steve seems pretty upbeat about it. I really don't want him to feel sick any more. My friend Mimi says Fall is a time of death and surrender. I woke up this morning wondering: how does Steve face his days?
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