Breathing is the Key to Everything

by: Master Cat Fitzgerald “Breathe. Breathe,” were the soft, yet demanding, words entering my sleep. Wait, I’m not sleeping. Why am I wet…uh oh….tell me I didn’t…. More and more clarity and confusion arose like the lights coming up in an unfamiliar room – you see more and, yet, have more questions. From the blackness the dimmer switch was being turned up with each “Breathe.” Looking to my side, waking to the coffee breath of my safety partner as she gently urged me awake, I realized I had blacked out; gone unconscious. Moments earlier that word could have meant death.
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