A year ago today, we sit on the bank of a river and drink beer from the trunk of our rental car as shadows start to fill the valley. And water runs vertically and horizontally, and I’m not sure which is better.
Two years ago today, I learned about Hodgkin’s Lymphoma and what it means to have a tumor in your chest, compressing vital organs.
This year, I’m riding my bike downtown to enjoy a beer with friends, and trying to figure out what I want to be doing in the next year that is more meaningful.