Have you ever had the air knocked out of you? I remember when I was in elementary school we had this jungle gym type of structure that was shaped like a school bus. You could climb in through a hole to look like a door and crawl your way to the back and slide down a pole. There were all sorts of beams and the more coordinated children would do flips off of the poles. I was not one of the more coordinated children, but one day I decided I wanted to flip over the bar. I sat on it, dangled upside down, and let go. Instead of gracefully landing on my feet like everyone else, I landed flat on my back. I had the breath knocked out of me. Being a small child, this freaked me out. Years later as a teenager, I decided to try to perform the same tasks off of a porch swing. To the same result, I landed on my back finding it hard to breathe. Today, I feel much of the same sensation. The air is knocked out of me and it's hard to breathe. I guess it's sad that I'm dang
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