Doom Dogs

[Drunk Monk]

That's interesting. It reminds me of something my dad did - a flash of coherency just before it was his time. It's one of those symptoms they tell you about in end-of-life care pamphlets. In reflection, it's a moment of mercy for those of us who survive, a reminder of what was. 

Please take care. This year has been tough enough already so these added slings and arrows weigh so much more heavily.

Falling asleep on your chest is so bittersweet. The thought of that got me a little misty.