The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

No desire to be a hero

I am resolved, if needed, that I will lay down my life for the vulnerable. Much rather live in a civilized society of kindness and compassion, but I never want to be a coward in the face of evil. I hate Islam as all religions, but will defend to the death the right to believe as conscience leads.

Damn, this is not how it should be.

Monday, November 21, 2016

Flashing lights and night terrors

One week on HRT. Night sweats and hot flashes, cold flashes and shivers. Enough is ebloodynough.

And 88 days and waiting.