8:00 AM and laying on a movable bed, face down, chin up, arms at my side, looking for all the world like a ski jumper being shot through a magnetic doughnut. In and out in a little around 15 minutes after the first try was unsuccessful. Now comes the worst part, the waiting time when every little thought finds its voice.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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