His name was Michael. His blog told of his quest for a liver transplant.
His photos revealed a handsome man who had traveled the world over.
By the time I discovered his existence, Michael had died, leaving behind his blog featuring photos of a life well lived.
Why would I ever do a blog, I once wondered. After discovering Michael’s Liver Transplant, I had my answer.
I blog as another way of shooting all my wads while I can, as a writer, as a creative artist, as a human being.