Second verse, same as the first...

At the risk of sounding overly dramatic, I'll tell you this. I had the procedure. Doc said "everything looks good" which felt like my face hitting the pavement. Still no answer to the mystery. Still living with the problem that eats away at me. But - I'm over it. I've decided that I'm not going to have anymore tests, at least not for now. It's time to start living life again. It's time to have energy and excitement and fun. It's time to write my book that has zero possibility of being finished on time. It's time to move on. So that's what I'm doing.