Saw 5 minutes or less of a documentary. A man in Italy was dying. But started getting better. His mother was on the phone talking to him about kissing girls. Why on earth. Then, oh she wants him to look forward to life. I see how weary the nurses are, how glad they are that he's improving. It's a lot to process. I will return to looking at the back yard and have that feeling of almost wanting to cry but wanting a different experience afterall.
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