Colin Walker has thought quite a bit more than me about being middle-aged. Mostly, I think I just feel like it means I’m already dying, and since the first half of my life amounted to nothing the second half is sure to as well, although I imagine that perspective could be due to the midlife autism diagnosis followed by things like bladder surgery and tomorrow’s appointment to decide which lymph nodes on which we’re going to be doing biopsies.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.