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The Other Me

I had a child and then I didn’t. That was their power, their strength. I didn’t just lose the baby, he was gone.

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Silence

It’s not the silence that gets you—despite the dire warnings in the training sims. After a few weeks the silence becomes an ocean, a universe, and it’s all yours. You float within it, your lungs fill with it, it becomes you. Yes, you control the silence.

The problem is the noise.

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Falling Apart

You sell the little finger on your left hand first. This is not the prudent way to do things. You should sell the whole hand, but you are not trying to be prudent.

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