Right now it’s a normal night, but yet it’s full of tension, as far as I am feeling.

My wife and I are packing our suitcase (a large, shared one) in preparation of our traveling to Vancouver tomorrow, for my 6 month checkup on Monday.

It’s hard for me to be prepared for anything these days… my thoughts are askew… it’s hard to maintain a straight mental focus on the job at hand… excluding my jobs, of course.

Any distraction from the reality of having an unknowable cancer within my body is a distraction I will gladly accept.

And Monday will let me know what my future holds… or it won’t.