<p>There's some uncertainty about how to move forward with my treatment, so let's have a community day of prayer and fasting on Wednesday. If you like, participate however you like. </p>
<p>There's some uncertainty about how to move forward with my treatment, so let's have a community day of prayer and fasting on Wednesday. If you like, participate however you prefer. </p>
<h2>Should I try a third line of treatment or experimental medicine? </h2>
<h2>Should I try a third line of treatment or experimental medicine? </h2>
<p>Some favorites come to mind: the Velvet Room in <i>Persona</i>, the towers in <i>Code Lyoko</i>, the Room of Requirement in <i>Hogwarts Legacy</i> (sorry Harry Potter people, I only know this game), and Ryan Gosling's AI girlfriend in <i>Blade Runner 2049</i>. Spaces like guild halls in <i>Guild Wars</i> and runecrafting altars in <i>RuneScape</i> give that sense of being whisked away to a private space only you can your friends can enter. It's more fun when that secret world is tied to an item, like the Modron Cube in <i>Planescape: Torment</i>. </p>
<p>Some favorites come to mind: the Velvet Room in <i>Persona</i>, the towers in <i>Code Lyoko</i>, the Room of Requirement in <i>Hogwarts Legacy</i> (sorry Harry Potter people, I only know this game), and Ryan Gosling's AI girlfriend in <i>Blade Runner 2049</i>. Spaces like guild halls in <i>Guild Wars</i> and runecrafting altars in <i>RuneScape</i> give that sense of being whisked away to a private space only you can your friends can enter. It's more fun when that secret world is tied to an item, like the Modron Cube in <i>Planescape: Torment</i>. </p>
<p>There are a few from my childhood, too. I ran away from home a lot (lol) and haunted the few spaces that felt safe and empty - a wedding chapel in the woods that was never locked, a strangely unused house in my neighborhood, and the unlit sanctuary of a church by my school. My childhood writing reflected these, periodically taking a character or two out of the scene and setting them on some island to play out their solitude. It's probably a disassociative misanthropic tendency of mine, but whatever. I just crave hiding places. </p>
<p>There are a few from my childhood, too. I ran away from home a lot (lol) and haunted the few spaces that felt safe and empty - a wedding chapel in the woods that was never locked, a strangely unused house in my neighborhood, and the unlit sanctuary of a church by my school. My childhood writing reflected these, periodically taking a character or two out of the scene and setting them on some sort of island to play out their solitude. It's probably a disassociative misanthropic tendency of mine, but whatever. I just crave hiding places. </p>
<h2>Cancer's Small World </h2>
<h2>Cancer's Small World </h2>
<p>Over a globetrotter life with friends and fancy indulgences everywhere, I prefer this simple kind of life. Lately, cancer's bred a superstition in me, too, about that kind of excitement--that any stress, even eustress, sabotages my body and wastes precious recovery energy. Then the chemo fog makes my head run like a slow computer. I always preserved my garden sphere, but now it's a mild, almost childishly shallow place. Sometimes my natural asceticism stirs with guilt over this hedonistic routine I never expected to have. Lounging and enjoying simple pleasures is not the life I tend towards. But what else can I do when my constitution is so weak, physically and mentally? </p>
<p>I prefer a simple kind of life with close friends and no drama. Compounding it, cancer's bred a superstition in me about excessive fun and excitement--maybe any stress, even eustress, sabotages my body and wastes precious recovery energy. Then the chemo fog makes my head run like a slow computer. I always preserved my garden sphere, but now it's a mild, almost childishly shallow place. Sometimes my natural asceticism stirs with guilt over this hedonistic routine I never expected to have. Lounging and enjoying simple pleasures is not the life I tend towards. But what else can I do when my constitution is so weak, physically and mentally? </p>
<p>Straight out of the hospital, I marathoned Kitchen Nightmares to an extreme that is frankly embarrassing. I don't think I'm alone. The Youtube comments are full of hospital patients and people watching with dying relatives. Gordon Ramsay perfected braindead television. Any episode is a safe bet--a handful of employees to remember, a villain of the week, and Ramsay's miracle cure-all: a coat of white paint, tiny pretentious burgers, and a heart-to-heart. Nothing's so bad it can't be resolved fairly quickly. This is truly the epitome of garden sphere reality cable. </p>
<p>Straight out of the hospital, I marathoned Kitchen Nightmares to an extreme that is frankly embarrassing. I don't think I'm alone. The Youtube comments are full of hospital patients and people watching with dying relatives. Gordon Ramsay perfected braindead television. Any episode is a safe bet--a handful of employees to remember, a villain of the week, and Ramsay's miracle cure-all: a coat of white paint, tiny pretentious burgers, and a heart-to-heart. Nothing's so bad it can't be resolved fairly quickly. This is truly the epitome of garden sphere reality cable. </p>
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