Illness changed the size of my life and I am still measuring the loss. I did not realize how much identity lived in ordinary plans until those plans stopped fitting. I grieve the energy I used to spend without budgeting. My body keeps rewriting terms I never agreed to. There are dreams that did not die dramatically, just under fluorescent light at appointments. I grieve the energy I used to spend without budgeting.
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