My brother is having surgery tomorrow. He is getting a stomach band. It will hopefully enable him to lose weight. In case you don’t know, my brother weighs more than twice I do and is a couple inches taller. I plan on going to visit him in the hospital, but I’m not sure when or exactly where he is.
I can’t seem to think of anything to write again. That’s why the posts have become fewer.
Nothing here seems to change. Do I really pursue happiness? Why not?
I sometimes think I'm incapable of completing a story
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