Spicy twilight: The Neuro Kind

" The chemo isn't working. Each year I wasted on it barely even gave me a month more! It is too late. I've accepted it, dad has accepted it, why can't you? I'm dying, mom! I only have a year left! I'm not gonna waste it being half dead in an hospital bed just to gain a single month. I'm gonna go be with dad, reunite with old friends, make new friends, and have the most fun I've had in years! I'm not quitting, I'm choosing my fight, and this isn't one I can win. I'm also not abandoning you; you are very welcome to join me in celebrating the last chapter of my life. "

Forks. A small town in the Olympic peninsula of northwest Washington State, thriving under the near-constant cover of clouds and rain. A heaven of trees and wildlife where I had gladly spent a month per summer each year with my dad since I was a baby. Every year except the last four, three of which I spent in the hospital. This would be my new beginning, my new start; Or more realistically: my great departure. A great end to a shitty start.