Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Saturday, January 20, 2018

1.20

Have you ever listened to another person breathe? There are the folks who breathe with their mouth open, standing behind you in the checkout line, and they sound symptomatic and you just wish they would not. There are folks who whistle through their noses in a screaming high pitch on sharp intakes. There are folks who don't seem to breathe at all, and after a while sitting still you can't seem to make out their chest or stomach moving at all and you have to guess there's a constant low-volume exchange of air keeping them alive, or how else are they maintaining that dull stare? And there are folks who gasp when you say something funny and it's very charming and you wish they would stop.

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