the school year is over. i made it. just like in my real marathon, limping across the finish line with the street cleaners in pursuit.
but i don't know if this whole cancer thing is over. it might be...
i am tired from the arimidex, i can feel my anti-depressant fighting it out with the depressive effects of the arimidex, and my joints hurt. but it's not bad enough yet to take my chances.
i wanted to find meaning in all of this, but all i found were little broken pieces. maybe i can fit them together. maybe then they will make sense...
i wanted an ending to the blog. a clean way to wrap it all up--you know, like a novel. but like the rest of this whole thing, it's messy. so i guess i just stop writing.
but to anyone who is still reading, thank you. thank you. thank you for listening. you have no idea how much it meant to me. and i am deeply grateful for your presence.