Nov 29, 2022 • 1M

A Poem I Wrote In The Middle Of The Night

The moon was my desk lamp

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Hello Moonbeams,

A number of times since beginning this newsletter, I’ve shared some stream of conscious poem-y thoughts typed with my thumbs late at night, as the moon shines through the skylight above my bed. Here’s what I wrote last night.

One of the best things I did for myself this year 
was decide to never think this thought: 
When the cancer goes away, I’ll start my life.  
This is my life. I’m not waiting 
for anything to be different to live.
I’m not waiting to feel great, to be great.

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