So two years ago today I got run over by a truck. Literally. Died on the operating table, resuscitation, coma, the whole bit. Months of rehab, wheelchair, pain. But as it turns out I am very durable and did not do much permanent damage.

Since then I have been trying to get away from the accident, distancing my self from death as it were. I guess I am trying to prove something to myself too. That is why I am doing so much of this work myself. Anyway, I will not celebrate this anniversary but it does now  feel like I am moving away from death the older I get. That is a good feeling.