"It's breathing, idiot," I almost manage to say without breaking. "Counting isn't working." I add on the next pause. I lean into him. I close my eyes and keep reciting. It's working, mostly. I can feel my heart slowing down. "I'm sorry," I whisper in the next pause.
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Date: 2008-05-10 04:21 pm (UTC)