I go through the motions for the rest of the day. We drive to the grocery store, we eat lunch at my husband’s parents’ house, the children bike around the lake, we drink coffee on our way back from our walk, I bite into a piece of chocolate filled with raspberry, I fasten a button on my husband’s shirt, we eat dinner, we all play a board game together. But I’m not really present. I choose fruits and vegetables at random. I take the wrong exit at the roundabout on my way to my in-laws’. I’m almost hit by a car because I’m looking the wrong way on the road to the lake. I forget to drink my
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