the long goodbye

This is the beginning of the end of my former identity.,

Dear Pat, re your comment. That’s all very well for you. You seem to know who I’m going to be. I continue to surprise me, as life does. I am going to be nice, I hope.

Anyway, I’m tired of me tonight. I’m going to bed.

Now.

the countdown begins

Stay with me, please.

Later:

Answer, no—question to Michelle’s comment: How long is a long haul? Is this one my last stop on earth or is there another one after this, like palliative care or something more terminal? Another countdown?

Anon.