And then there were gaps in between when we’d stop breathing.
That perfect relaxation of an exhale without the instant need of pulling in more air
Those few seconds when our bodies weren’t at a deficit
because somehow we’d managed to forget anything from the outside.
I used to think people were exaggerating. They’d say
“I felt the earth move”
“My heart came into my throat”
“I couldn’t remember my name…”
But I couldn’t! Really, I couldn’t.