It's not the destination, it's the journey.
It's not what you get, it's what you learn.
Trust me
I've heard it all.
I don't want to think about The End.
I don't want the epilogue,
the post script,
the grand finale,
the final credits.
I want my life to be my wait, not my waiting room.
I want my body to be equal to the journey,
I want my learning to never end.
Give me eternity
and I will be happy to wait with you forever.
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Well, Sh*t: a true story of Cancer, Prayer, and Emotional Shrapnel
Non-FictionFor your consideration for the Wattys of 2017. Diagnosed with cancer at the young age of 25, I kept a journal through surgery and treatment, wrote humorous (or just uncomfortable) short stories and irreverent poems about my experiences. I'm not goi...
