I'm sitting here (lying actually) on the sofa and spending my days high as a kite treating my new cancer condition (minor hopefully). Reading various posts on here - because I come HERE (Lat G) to take comfort from my friends.... It's that word ------ Friends ------ that brought me back to your thread with a bit of my confused addled weeded out thoughts.
My first bout with cancer was May 2016...... and it was then that I discovered my good friend Bruce Leven was diagnosed with Lung Cancer (smoked about 5 packs a day - I swear). He is a car guy from head to toe.... and was most fortunate to have lived a great life. He would call when he was having a bad day..... it would be 10 PM and I'd have to get out of bed to take his call. We'd talk til midnight..... We were both terminal with cancer. We were both dealing with "estates".... and business dealings.... and we had hours of heart to heart like only two old dying guys could. Sadly Bruce finally succumbed....
My point?? You know what we talked about mostly?? Friends. All the friends we'd made via our "stupid hobby". How much the "hobby" had consumed our waking hours.... would we do it again or would we waste our time on something more noble? We both belonged to the Seattle Yacht Club..... so our "stupid hobbies" crossed over to boating as well..... and it came back to the same conclusion ---- it was all about the friends. Screw the boat.... or the car.... BUT WITHOUT THEM your life would be different in many ways..... some of which are quite subtle. So even if you dump the car....... We'll all still be your friend.
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