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Limits

Limits

My chest is heaving. The air I rapidly suck into my lungs does not seem to be adequate as I immediately gasp for another breath. My heart is pounding, trying to escape the confines of the sternum that lies over it. The waves of nausea are somewhat overshadowed by a...

Doppleganger

There are times when I get a bit more reflective.  Often later in the evening, with a cup of coffee in hand after a long day at work.  I come home to a quiet house, the family still out and about somewhere.  I plop down on the couch and as I drift into that place...