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The snowflakes were dancing all around me on Christmas Eve and I felt the exquisite pain of realizing that, in chasing after one half of my heart's desire, I'd lost the other half -- my heart being torn asunder. And the actor/artist/observer in me kept trying to say, Where is your breath? Where is this emotion manifesting in your body? Pay attention to this experience so that you can use it someday. But all I could feel was The sky is falling and I want to be too drunk to care.