I’m in middle school when my heart forgets how to beat. At least that’s how it’s explained to me—it forgot. My dad and I are sitting in my cardiologist’s office for a routine visit, me still in my gym uniform from the school day. Dr. Ferry holds what looks to be a ’90s computer mouse…

via Metaphors for My Forgetful Heart — The Rumpus.net

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