Pumpkin Pie

I just spoke with my neighbor, Scott. I love Scott. He went to see his surgeon today, and it looks like he has cancer again. This will be the 5th time. On the way out of his surgeons office he tripped over the curb, fell and the group of onlookers made him go to the emergency room. He's fine. Besides maybe having cancer again. It's bumming me out. He says it was worse falling in front of 6000 people than finding out he probably has cancer again. I really need to quit smoking. I really wish it wasn't coming on Christmas. I really wish that Scott and my Granmda were healthy. I wish everything was good for everyone right now. Holidays have no consideration for hard times, or the fact that some people (me) are never in the mood for them and see them as a cliff I can do nothing but fall over and then recover from. On a lighter note, I've found a present for him...

Apparently Pumpkin Pie Tasty cakes are not easy to find and he LOVES them. There's some curmudgeon who goes around and buys them all from the stores around here early in the morning. Hello, crazy. Scott found 2 at a gas station and he ate one- but he saved the other for me. ("It's just something you HAVE to experience!!!") But I can order them online. So he will be getting some, and this gives me a small glimmer of happiness- but it's even smaller than the stars that are covered by the smog and light of Baltimore that I'd like to wish on right now.

and I'm still bummed.