My Cancer Story Ch. 86 “Broken Windows, Broken Relationships”

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Chapter 86: “Broken Windows, Broken Relationships”

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This apartment was a surrealist breeding ground. Who knew that Travis and I could keep an apartment together? It was refreshing to have a roommate that did their share of cleaning, dishes, and trash removal. He even got the mail– without prompt! And we used to be at each other’s throats constantly!

 

Our friends, of both the former roommates and neighbor varieties, would also frequent our apartment. I remember one night, Shawn and I had been drinking a lot and I had seen Derek (the mutual friend that landlord, Trevor, and I shared) walk up our driveway. I thought it best to moon Derek as an innocent goof. Our windows were terrible at retaining any heat and were to be replaced soon; thus, I felt the cold exterior of the elements from outside upon my bare ass.

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The Schedule of Impending Posts

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Updated! See below!
For those of you who read my blog, I’m attempting to be more active during my recent spur of consistent (and welcomed) work on 9-1-1. And since, many of you readers don’t follow me on social media (rectify that here), I figured I would post an update on my upcoming content.
Here is this week’s schedule:
–Sunday, Feb. 25th, 6:00 AM EST (3:00 AM PST)- “The Whole30 Wrap-Up“
–Monday, Feb. 26th, 6:00 AM EST (3:00 AM PST)- “My Cancer Story Ch. 86: ‘Broken Windows, Broken Relationships'”
–Wednesday, Feb, 28th, 6:00 AM EST (3:00 AM PST)- “My Top Ten Films of 2017”
Beyond that? Oh, so much to discuss.

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The Whole30 Wrap-Up

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This post is long overdue*. I have been working more days on 9-1-1 then ALL of my other television work combined. I’m incredibly grateful for that, but after I get home, my mind is spent, and I typically pass out within minutes of entering the front door. Usually on the floor or the couch. Heck, even one time, I fell asleep while brushing my teeth, and I didn’t get a single drop of toothpaste on me!

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My Cancer Story Ch. 85 “The Winter of Our Discontent”

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Chapter 85: “The Winter of Our Discontent”

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Ah snowstorms, you never know how early they would strike during “fall.” Maine’s fall lasted around one to one and a half months and our winters sustained for sometimes, half a year. If you wanted to live in Maine during the winter, then endurance was the key to survival.

 

There’s something pristine about the bitterness of our winters. After this phase of death, comes a rebirth, a renewal of the beauty of nature. But winter itself is as immaculate as it is destructive. A thick silvery blanket shrouds everything in sight as if it’s coddling the world, preparing it for the coming months.

 

In this epoch of rebirth came time for Travis and me to go it alone. We wanted to break off and find a place that we could share without sharing a single room. Deirdre and I were spending more time together, and Travis and his girlfriend were still going strong, so it was important to let our surroundings foster those relationships (and ours with each other).

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My Cancer Story Ch. 84 “An Old Flame, Rekindled

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Chapter 84: “An Old Flame, Rekindled”

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What a ball I was having! I was perfectly happy without a relationship & I was going to the gym more, eating healthy, and living a normal social life. But it just goes to show that when you least expect it, love comes rushing back into your life.

 

Deirdre and I had been talking a lot more at work, and during our many collective gatherings with our co-workers; we flirted more often than not. Call me completely oblivious, but yeah; I didn’t know that Deirdre was into me when we first reconnected at work in 2007 OR that night we danced the night away and I chose Veronica.

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