Today is the 12th anniversary of my heart attack. Or as I like to call it, my ReBirthday. I don’t have any profound words, except I am really glad that I don’t smoke anymore. Or that I am eighty percent vegetarian. I am also glad that I have picked up hobbies that force me to walk every day. Today is a good reminder of fickleness of life. We don’t have enough time, and yet we have enough of it to change things. Here are my notes from #11

December 27, 2019. Michigan