Monthly Archives: February 2012

a – Like a patient etherized upon a table;

Whenever I am sick, I like to think about the ways in which I’d have already died had I lived a few hundred years ago. Giving birth to boy #1 surely would’ve done me in. After twenty something hours of

a – Like a patient etherized upon a table;

Whenever I am sick, I like to think about the ways in which I’d have already died had I lived a few hundred years ago. Giving birth to boy #1 surely would’ve done me in. After twenty something hours of

b – Like a patient, etherized on the table

Maybe it’s the time of year, or maybe the weird weather we seem to be having, but conversations lately have been turning to that dull feeling we all seem to be sharing. It’s as if a heaviness has taken over

b – Like a patient, etherized on the table

Maybe it’s the time of year, or maybe the weird weather we seem to be having, but conversations lately have been turning to that dull feeling we all seem to be sharing. It’s as if a heaviness has taken over