In truth, I've already left you
This is not living, it's just existing
You have my body, my soul's gone drifting"
The more I hear and read about the Schiavo case, the more the phrase "Don't Schiavo me" implants itself in my mind as shorthand for "Don't keep my body hanging around if all it can do is hold my mind (whatever may be left of it) captive."
Today, the above verse volunteered, so I decided to
shrugs
To paraphrase Forrest Gump:
My mind - and by extension this blog - is like a box of chocolates; you never know what you're going to get until you bite.
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