“I have not been

as others were –

I have not seen

as others saw…

When the rest of Heaven was blue

of a demon in my view.”

Edgar Allan Poe, “Alone”

I’m so sick of ALS. It is hitting me once again that this is my life, and even when I’m tired or sad, I won’t get a break. ALS will not stop until it kills me or a cure is found. The clock is ticking, and my murderer is stepping on my shadow.