ian hollander @ianhollander

Do not be fooled by the weapons I refuse to lay down. I come to you today with gratitude in knowing the fight cannot be won. Let the hair turn its drab colors and, perhaps, slowly begin to depart down the drain. Let the pain in the knee linger as a reminder that movement might one day come with a price, if I am lucky enough to make it that long. Ye

Death always thinks of us eventually. The trick is to find the joy in the interim, and make good use of the days we have.

My deepest belief is that to live as if we’re dying can set us free. Dying