the good doctor told me, given the symptoms, i've got a month, tops.
i've got 50 years + on this planet, i've seen good and bad, beautiful and ugly, righteous and sinful, black and white -
enough to know that the best of everything includes contrast. most of the pictures i've posted have tried to capture contrast as i've seen it.
i may soon enough ban myself, despite moderators and admins best efforts over the years, because i can't see the damn keyboard.
i may not graduate college (a cherished dream), watch a son play baseball, provide for myself in old age, drive my RAV, enjoy the soul-searing beauty of this state, or look upon my loved ones.
as i squint to see this screen, i will give one last review - i found an obscure website that let me check my stats for a multi-player game (a game that i exploited the shit out of towards the end) a site that let me post the foul droppings of both my alcohol addled head and camera, and let me be more than my own website.
i <3 you all.
because i hid behind my gamernick, burni$te. My name is Steve, and the world is fading for me.