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What am I doing here? This is a conversation I had with myself a few months ago. What was I doing here. I have all my faculties. Doesn’t everyone fall down? No one can read my writing including me. I’m computer illiterate but who needs a computer anyway?   These are thoughtful question that I have been confronted with over the last few months. My two best friends have both died, and I don’t have…