The inside of my head is a mess. Thoughts are disjointed:
That woman who was murdered at Yale was engaged to be married to an acquaintance of mine from high school. I still think of him as about 14, since I haven't seen him in years; I never met her. I have a very good friend studying at Yale right now and I don't want her to be murdered. I don't want anyone to be murdered. I hate that this might be some kind of serial killer of women students.
A very close relative may have prostate cancer. A more distant relative definitely has bladder cancer and is having many organs removed. Mom's prognosis isn't the greatest right now either.
I intended to keep this list of disjointed thoughts going a lot longer, but they've all gotten tangled.
2 comments:
I wondered if you might have known the fiance when I saw he was from your town. It also turns out that the murdered woman was a good friend of my friend/labmate. They worked together as undergrads. I'm worried about our mutual friend as well.
I'm sorry to hear about your family, and hope your Mom is doing ok.
Sorry to hear things are rough right now. Family illness is especially hard to deal with. We need to get together and watch bad movies.
Let me know if you need anything!
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