As mindblowing and as wonderful as it is to finally reach the end of POG9404, life in our little patch of the universe continues much the same. I still think of Scott as having cancer and he still behaves as if he is still a sick little kid. It’s all a bit strange really, it becomes your life for so long and then all of a sudden you’re told to bugger off, stop taking the pills, and not come back for a month. I think we all feel a bit lost and orphaned.
This is a sorry excuse for an update, but I can’t find the words lately. I have lots to say and nothing to say.