This pertains to this blog because it pertains to the ways people deal with their goals and the ways they choose to reach them and the ways they choose to deal with things they don’t expect. At any rate, it’s personal to me, if you will allow.
About a half hour ago, I saw the message that Kurt Vonnegut died on Tuesday. To be honest with you, I wept. He was only 84 and so much more in his life. Save for the fall he took a few weeks ago, he’d lived to be – well, we don’t know.
Vonnegut's 84 years of life were difficult and illustrious, at the same time. His talent, which I consider to be his art, was incomparable.
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