She was alive. I mean really, really alive. Well, she had proof after all. Her heart beat. Air flowed in and out of her lungs. She could feel the blood surge at each of her pulse points. 373 more words
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On a cold spring night, with droplets pounding the windows like sleet and the clock settling its hands somewhere between three and four in the morning, this blog, which has only before existed in fleeting, wispy thoughts, has finally found solid life beneath my fingertips. 21 more words
“If we were standing in your physical shoes we would begin saying,
on a regular basis:
“I love this physical experience.
And as long as there are things that are drawing my attention, 98 more words