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There are people I do not see or speak to for days (and months in some cases) and yet it is as if it were yesterday when we speak.
I wonder why I sometimes feel that there is only so much loving-kindness to go around?
Waking up from being under general anesthesia and not being able to speak or move changes one’s perspective on everything.
If you knew what you were about to say was the last thing you were ever going to be able to say, would you?
A friend recently sent me a picture of a dog saved from a burning house by a fireman, previously unknown to the dog. The dog sat quietly after rescue for half an hour, about fifty feet from where the firemen finally chose to sit and rest. The dog raced over and kissed (think licked) him on the nose.
I wonder what that says about the ability of animals to feel? Think? Remember?
