I also recommend
"A Mother's Journey", which is a Pulitzer Prize winning photo documentary chronicling the final year in the life of Derek Madsen, who died at age 11 from
neuroblastoma, a particularly brutal form of pediatric cancer arising from nerve cells.
The images are haunting and not for the faint of heart, as you can probably imagine considering they depict a little boy dying from cancer
in his fucking nerves. Pediatric cancer gets around 4 cents of every available dollar of research funding, a fact that should make every one of us feel some kind of way.
I'm sorry if this is too far afield, and I'm done sharing feels now. Can we go back to laughing?