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“Frontline-ish”
There is someone running into a burning building. Tall flames lick at their arms, a sweltering heat warms their face. They commando crawl across a floor in a room blanketed in billows of thick, black smoke.
To save a life.
That someone has not yet been me.
“Frontline-ish”
There is someone running into a burning building. Tall flames lick at their arms, a sweltering heat warms their face. They commando crawl across a floor in a room blanketed in billows of thick, black smoke.
To save a life.
That someone has not yet been me.
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They collapse--covered with soot, heart pounding, arms gelatinous from carrying that person to safety. The one who fell asleep and awoke shocked to find the house in flames.
Tears streak the smoky grime when the mask finally comes off. Out comes a breath of relief.
Whew.
They collapse--covered with soot, heart pounding, arms gelatinous from carrying that person to safety. The one who fell asleep and awoke shocked to find the house in flames.
Tears streak the smoky grime when the mask finally comes off. Out comes a breath of relief.
Whew.
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“What about the one in the other room?” the captain yells.
They look--but just as they do, the entrance collapses.
“They didn't come out?! We split up, remember?”
A weightbearing beam falls along with part of the roof.
Everyone freezes.
“What about the one in the other room?” the captain yells.
They look--but just as they do, the entrance collapses.
“They didn't come out?! We split up, remember?”
A weightbearing beam falls along with part of the roof.
Everyone freezes.
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#NarrativeintheTimeofCorona
I saw this mask on the ground while taking a walk today in my neighborhood. For a moment, the wind on my face and my dog tugging against the leash had me thinking that things were back to normal.
But then I saw this.
A jolt back to reality.
#NarrativeintheTimeofCorona
I saw this mask on the ground while taking a walk today in my neighborhood. For a moment, the wind on my face and my dog tugging against the leash had me thinking that things were back to normal.
But then I saw this.
A jolt back to reality.
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How do I feel? I'm not sure.
We are all unique individuals whose feelings reflect the complexities of who we are. These are tough times in health care. When I don’t know how to feel, it helps me to write in first person through different perspectives.
Today I am doing that.
How do I feel? I'm not sure.
We are all unique individuals whose feelings reflect the complexities of who we are. These are tough times in health care. When I don’t know how to feel, it helps me to write in first person through different perspectives.
Today I am doing that.
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Afraid
I want to beat my chest and give a war cry. Swipe paint under my eyes and go running in fearless like the rest. I see my peers entering the middle of the coliseum glaring unapologetically at the enemy.
I wish I felt the same.
I do not.
What I am is afraid.
Afraid
I want to beat my chest and give a war cry. Swipe paint under my eyes and go running in fearless like the rest. I see my peers entering the middle of the coliseum glaring unapologetically at the enemy.
I wish I felt the same.
I do not.
What I am is afraid.
