Adios 2009

Not a bad year. I wouldn't wish cancer on anyone, but I'm a better guy than before. In ways covered in previous posts.

Plus, and this may not make me better: I'm not going to sit and just watch myself age any more. This is not just a year-end, decade-end resolution. It's life and death; choosing life.

I'm now figuring out where to focus, how to boil it down, then heave myself out of the chair and do it. As I reach conclusions about the two or three or four things I have to do, I will amend the words at the top of Strays, and report.

Happy Days. Happy New Year.