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Writing Exercise: The Longest Month
The stretch which is February
seems as long as the time between that horrible moment when, suddenly gasping
for air, you realize you've tried to drink your soda too quickly and it has
gone down the wrong pipe; and the the time when you can finally stop coughing
up bubbles and tears and recognize that you will probably live and breathe again
and maybe even swallow normally again at some point in the future.