I listen to my heart beat.
It’s different now; and it’s not exactly a soothing sensation. My mind’s eye sees an old four-cylinder jalopy inside me chugging along at a rough idle. The whole chassis is rocking to the beat. I feel like my whole body is rocking along with it.
It’s not that I think anything is wrong. Maybe this is just what it sounds like when a heart is beating at full strength, after having been quiet for a few months. Maybe this is, like wearing your underwear on the outside of your clothes, what it feels like when your arteries, and all that blood pumping through them, are now on the outside of your heart.
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