Why I never ask myself "why me" about my disease. » The Frock Chick
There is a black hole in the middle of our galaxy, probably in the middle of every galaxy. Our sun which we need to live also kills us.* Every living thing either depends on the lives of others or has others depend on them. There is an electromagnetic dawn chorus most of us never hear. Some … Continue reading "Why I never ask myself “why me” about my disease."