Have you ever been walking down the street when suddenly, your heart falls right out of your mouth? There it is, that pulsing, pathetic thing, writhing there on the sidewalk when it should be safely in your chest. The cool spring evening sends a breeze over it, and you watch as it stops and crumbles. Sometimes it might shatter, but more often it
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Being around the hospital today keeps making me feel like I should be in a group therapy session wildly oversharing. (I think the family-welcome group session is on Saturday if he's still in the hospital then.) Maybe I should just carry my freshly-filtered bottle of coffee concentrate around and be a one-woman Oversharers Anonymous meeting.
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