I miss spending time in San Francisco. I think, until seeing it on YouTube yesterday, that I hadn’t realised how much seeing the view out of a car on the ride into the city felt like going home.
It’s never been home, although in a way it was (I spent a lot of time there for work).
I’m not at that job anymore, so even without the current situation I don’t know when I’d be able to get there again. Or even if it would feel the same way without the people I’m used to seeing.
Autopsy, Cancer, Death
The Slow, Troubling Death of the Autopsy
Fascinating read. Part of me wishes this had been an option for my mother when she passed away (18 months after a cancer diagnosis). Mostly because maybe it would help care for others at their end of life.
👬 👨🏻💻 🤷🏻♂️ 🏳️🌈 🦄. Pronouns: he/him (they/them are ok too). Married to a wonderful person also named Patrick.
I think you are awesome. Cats are awesome too.
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