Heart Palpitations.... palpitations. Not only can I not spell the word without spellcheck, I realized that I don't even know how to say it correctly.
It's when you realize that you've never known the right words to your favorite song... when you realize that people are smiling at you because you haven't properly paired a shirt to the undergarments you are wearing...when you get the joke after you left the party--and then laugh...and when a guy in the grocery store tells you a joke about termites and puts you in "Group B." I don't care what he thinks. His joke was stupid, and I belong in Group A and will continue to tell myself that....
It's also when you can't stop, can't think, and can't stop hoping for things that might never come true or even be real.
It's life- changing, growing and trying to grab onto a railing that doesn't exist.
I'm reaching out. Will you help me?
PALPITATIONS is not palapetations.
Monday, March 31, 2008
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