I feel something pass through me lately, like an invisible wave about chest-high. I’m speaking literally: like a wave in the cold ocean, it comes up and at me under my rib cage, washes over my heart and moves on. It leaves behind a residual feeling of panic, vulnerability and, for want of a better word, grief.
It took me a while to realize what it is. I…
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