Cancer's Really Really Mean
It is. Mean. Not nice. Just comes into people's lives and turns it upside down, sometimes killing said life. I hate that. So many people are getting diagnosed CANCER. It's mind-boggling, isn't it? Nice people, people who do nice things, think nice thoughts, do good deeds, pay tithes. Cancer doesn't care. It just shows up wherever it wants, in whomever it wants. MEAN! I don't want cancer. I know, nobody does, right? True, but I really don't want cancer. I am sitting here watching some Oprah Super Soul Sunday. A young-ish woman is diagnosed with Cancer. The show is kind of following her around, showing us her experience. She's in a bookstore looking at a Doopak book and she says that there's a whole chapter on detoxing from coffee!!! COFFEE???? Why they gotta bring that up? Especially since, tired as I am from working a brutal job last night, I still managed to throw on some clothes to get a medium caramel coffee from the Dunkin. At least