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Author Archives: Jamieson Wolf
Thirsty Thoughts
It’s odd, really. Writing all this out has given me a better perspective of myself. I got an email from one of my friends the other day after he read a couple posts from this blog; he said that he would … Continue reading
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Walking on Broken Glass
I feel as if the twin is littering the ground with shards of glass. I can see him, visualize him, scattering pieces of glass around him as if they were flower petals. Each time I take a step, I can … Continue reading
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Blissful Pain
Last night in bed my body was making it’s own music. I lay there, feeling my legs throb to their own beat and my feet would respond. The pain would flare up in my feet like fire and, though painful, … Continue reading
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Double Life
Sometimes I feel like I’m like I’m living a double life. It’s as if I have a secret inside of me. Because I will not let it out, it causes havoc inside my body. I am not actually very open … Continue reading
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Body Quake
As I lay in bed last night, I wondered if I was feeling an earth quake. It felt like the ground was shaking underneath me. My shoulders and my back vibrated, my legs felt as if they were shaking and … Continue reading
Wheel Chair Dreaming
I dreamt I was in a wheel chair last night. It was a sleek red metal that shone under the lights. Darkness was around me and I couldn’t see, but I could hear. I tried pushing forward with my hands … Continue reading
The Giving of Courage
I twirl the phone cord around my finger. I’m daydreaming when my mother’s voice brings me back to the conversation. “They’re going to have her diagnosed.” My mother says. “Who?” I know it’s smarter to ask this than … Continue reading
Glass Slippers
I wonder if I have glass on the soles of my feet. I look at them, run my hands along the bottom; my feet feel normal. They feel alright, the skin of my feet rough from walking and day to … Continue reading
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Thinking a Tune
Sharp pains are climbing up my legs like vines. I can’t lift my feet properly today, it seems. Every time I go to take a step, I trip over my own feet. I try to remember what the therapist used … Continue reading
Embarassing City
Today, while shopping, I had to sit for a moment. I had just finished grocery shopping and went to leave the store when I looked at the long flight of stairs that I had to climb up to get out. … Continue reading
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Two Steps at a Time 