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Burnout (Part IV)
If you sense in the air a sapping, the loss of all your strength and joy; if you feel powerless to plan and act and there seems to be no purpose in your life; if you forget how to feel happy and you find no beauty anywhere—not even in a Christmas snowfall or a flaming…
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Burnout (Part I)
If you were wondering why I hadn’t written for six months, it’s because I wintered in Burnout. If you’ve ever stopped there, you understand. How I ended up walking aimlessly across an open, dusty prairie, with paper in one hand and a stylus in the other, I can only speculate.
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Turnabout and the Common Cold
Turnabout is fair play. That’s what one of my physician mentors, Ken O’Neill, told me. In essence, sharp, witty replies are acceptable, even when they flash some teeth.
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A Song for Sammie
I’m searching for somebody—the person I can help the most through my writing. I don’t know her real name, because she’s a private person, but sometimes I call her Suffering Sammie. If you see her, or if you know where she lives, could you tell her I’m still looking for her? That I never gave…
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After the Cone
After the Cone The Haunted Doctor TAT – Entry 2 Some marathons, like life, are remarkably simple in design: essentially flat; no major turns; straight […]
