Hello, Zombified!
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Originally Posted by zombified
Whilst in town at lunch I all of a sudden feel like breaking down and crying in the middle of the street because I can't carry on.
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Years ago, in the month after my father passed away, I was on a city bus. Grief had been dogging me all morning, and finally a sudden wave of emotion engulfed me. I found I had to get off the bus. I walked to a nearby park and looked at some beautiful scenery. I don't remember how long I lingered, but I finally forced myself back on another bus and continued sadly to my destination.
I was late, and felt bad about being late, but I can't imagine I could have made it at all without getting off the bus.
That's all I can say about getting through those hours; I just don't know.
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mastered the "fetch" command. He would communicate he wanted something, and I would fetch it.