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April 11, 2008

Here is the exquisite and terrible secret of the writer: That while the mind and heart are overwrought, the keen observer backs away and observes. And it is impossible not to think, at some point, "What can I use this for?"

~Katie Alender

Apr 11, 2008 5:10:00 AM | Writing

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I thtupid. ~Katie Alender

My sneezes are exhausting, because they always require an explanation. I sneeze quietly, like a cat, so people have to ask me if I've sneezed or what, and by the time I start to answer, I sneeze approximately eighteen more times in quick succession. At which point the person is so entranced by my alarming display that they forget what they were asking about. It's like the grand finale at the fireworks show. I still surprise my husband, nearly every time, with how many times I can sneeze in a row. He'll say, "Bless you!" the first time and then just sit there, watching, and saying, "Geez," every few sneezes. ~Katie Alender

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I chalk just about every physical symptom up to anxiety. I'm thinking my gravestone will read: "She thought it was a panic attack."

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