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I have forgotten how to breathe. For something so natural, I’m finding it so hard. I catch myself talking through the process. Much alike coaching a child to walk. Each breath is a step - slow, calculated and clumsy. And with each successful step comes the exhilaration and the confidence. The next following steps executed in haste causes the body to lurch forward. *Losing balance. Losing composure.* Unready feet caught unawares... Haphazard footfalls. I have fallen. I have forgotten how to breathe. I’m out of sync... And I’m at a loss...
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
Out of Sync
I have forgotten how to breathe. For something so natural, I’m finding it so hard. I catch myself talking through the process. Much alike coaching a child to walk. Each breath is a step - slow, calculated and clumsy. And with each successful step comes the exhilaration and the confidence. The next following steps executed in haste causes the body to lurch forward. *Losing balance. Losing composure.* Unready feet caught unawares... Haphazard footfalls. I have fallen. I have forgotten how to breathe. I’m out of sync... And I’m at a loss...
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
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