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It’s almost a month now since my sister’s cancer diagnosis.

Which still sucks. Sucks even harder, now. Despite our heartbroken weeping and wailing, none of us have been able to change the programming.

So here we are.

I came back home from Oakland yesterday to catch up with my life. I accomplished maybe 20% of what I ”should’ve.“

Oh well.

Here’s one thing that I did accomplish (besides a load of laundry, more tears, talking to supportive friends…