A Dark Deja Vu
A Dark Deja Vu The day my braid fell off from the experimental radical radiation was the day I realized that cancer was a tough son of a bitch. It was also the day that I realized that I am the Original Urban Viking . THAT DAY WAS SEVEN YEARS AGO!!! Seven years battling back and forth with The Big C and Me! AND NOW MY COLONOSCOPY HAS REVEALED CANCER THAT WAS CONCEALED. A deja vu moment I could live without and possibly die with. LOL! “Positivity is cancer’s nemesis (Of this I am positive .) YEA THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF DEATH, I SHALL FEAR NO EVIL, FOR I HAVE DIED MORE TIMES, THEN MOST HAVE LIVED.