you have reached the winter of our discontent...
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Monday, December 15, 2003
was warm. it was so strange to not just see, but feel, the sun.
around this time last year, i was lying on the floor--watching the shadows move across my walls as the sun moved across the sky. so still, i would take the tiniest breaths, trying not to disturb the world around me.
today, i moved:
i left my bed. (i haven't lain down since)
i washed my hair. (i got shampoo in my eyes)
i ate a big lunch. (i promised you, remember?)
i took phone calls. (i didn't even check the i.d.)
i had chamomile tea. (i may have had more than a little)
i folded my own crane. (i think it's awful but it's mine)
i said your name aloud. (i was the only one home)
Sunday, December 14, 2003
1000 cranes you folded for me.
we'd read the legend of sadako together and i remember when you started... for no other reason than that i asked.
we couldn't decide why. we couldn't decide for whom.
1000 cranes have been waiting for a cause. i decided tonight that they would keep me whole this winter. i held each one in my hand, determined to allow these bits of folded paper to be my salvation.
thank you. for this and more, thank you.
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