As she speaks about her experience, I am findng myself short of breath. She is saying that she was trembling when it was over, but does it compare to the violent shaking that has come over me now? I wipe at the tears suddenly falling down my cheeks and steady my breath. I think about the significance of every moment, such as sitting in this beat-up car with my sister, and about the insignificance of life and death. And Stacey's post about Abby.
http://staclee.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-i-never-did-is-done.html
Why am I trying to build a career off of the insignificant?
Insignificance of life and death..... I am pondering this-- I think directly correlates with my panic attacks.
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