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It is October 2015. Around this time in 2007 I was in the fraught process of reaching my first diagnosis. I've since gotten away with two super cool surgeries. If this mirror breaks it will bring me more luck. And if it doesn't break I don't need luck anyway. Nor do I need hope. It has occurred to me to foster an attitude of hopelessness. As in, hope less, live more. Not much comes of hope but passivity. I have more to say on this, but in the meantime, fun! Pumpkins! Leaves! Indeed.