I’ve Decided to Quit… and Here’s Why I’m Alright With That
When I was a little girl, I loved to hold my breath. I especially loved to hold it through the long, dark tunnels we passed through on our trips to visit our Texas cousins each year. As we drove through the stone channels bisecting the Ozark mountains, I often competed, both with myself and my siblings, on who could last the longest. Just as the hood of our big Suburban touched the shadowed edge of the tunnel, I would take a tremendous, desperate breath of air, intent on making it the entire length without opening my mouth. After a certain [...]
