Thirty essays in thirty days, number twenty-four
This is stunning sentence: “The world seems to shrink, and time becomes viscous.”
Stunning in that it is so unique, so beautiful, and so captures what it feels like to be a hostage to sickness. 👏
Thank you for the kind words James!
Some say getting sick is a good sign: your fight flight has finally decided to stand down. Heal well, Alex
Love this, thanks Christine
Reminds me of the dog who won’t drop the ball. Roll around in the sun and grass without the ball and you will be revived.
Indeed!
It's not until I get sick that I become so aware of all that I take for granted, like breathing through my nose.
Feel better!
No kidding. Thanks Pam!
This is stunning sentence: “The world seems to shrink, and time becomes viscous.”
Stunning in that it is so unique, so beautiful, and so captures what it feels like to be a hostage to sickness. 👏
Thank you for the kind words James!
Some say getting sick is a good sign: your fight flight has finally decided to stand down. Heal well, Alex
Love this, thanks Christine
Reminds me of the dog who won’t drop the ball. Roll around in the sun and grass without the ball and you will be revived.
Indeed!
It's not until I get sick that I become so aware of all that I take for granted, like breathing through my nose.
Feel better!
No kidding. Thanks Pam!